I am always going
I am always stopped
I am always going
don’t like this going much
I am always going
going everywhere
I am always going
I don’t get anywhere
once upon a time
I thought I’d try to slow
the slower that I went
the faster I would go
my eyes were drying out
wind was burning me
I just kept on going
to what I’ll always be
a man forever going
a man forever stopped
one who’s never liked
all this going much
because he’s always going
and he’s always stopped
April 10, 2017
(2nd version)
It’s something like Day 10 of the Writer’s Digest ‘Poem a Day’ Challenge‘ (Pad) and, as often happens for me, almost as soon as I had posted my poem I had revised it. So this is a revised version of the same poem. For the moment, it’s the one I prefer.