Thursday, September 17, 2009

Beneath the Bridge (Poetry)


He was given no vehicle to cross the sea
It seemed he was abandoned by the powers that be
Silver spoons never met his lips
Poverty and anguish greeted him with a kiss
Alone in his journey to reach the other side
Because nobody knew how to digest their pride
Nobody wishes to travel to the creatures’ abode
When given a choice… they seize the high road
But beneath the bridge is the soul of mankind
Eager to finish… though he started behind
Minimal aids… but determined indeed
Likelihood is his enemy… but destined to succeed
One day… the bridge came crashing down
Those on the bridge were destined to drown
They looked for the man… to be their guide
They located the man… but he was on the other side

-Jon Chambers

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