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Sonnet poem; The Road From Which All The Travelers Lie

Sonnet poem; The Road From Which All The Travelers Lie

SONNET 15

THE ROAD FROM WHICH ALL THE TRAVELERS LIE

 

The road from which all the travelers lie

Many lives pass through and there they are tied

How awkward it is to pass through this road

From the shoulders all the burdens are load

In this journey where life ends up empty

Through our cherish dreams become plenty

Knowing this thin road with a slim strange way

All lives will end-up one unfortunate day

 

Arm in arm we march forward through this road

In agony arms will freeze and grow cold

Sorrow it is to live a life of death

But joy it seems to live a life of birth

On this road all sojourners will pass and go

Grief all hearts would bear when life pass and go

POEM WRITTEN BY JOYCELINE NATALLY CUDJOE

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Written by Joyceline Natally Cudjoe

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