Black Poetry : On miles on miles

rymjack5

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Aug 17, 2003
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On miles on miles--he took his stick
and walked on miles.

Enchanted dazed and shivering
screaming scared into the wind--
his journey continues
through the fire and the flood
and the sandstorm.

On miles on miles
you took your stick
and kept on walking.

When you went--the weeping faces
soaked the wood of the altar and pews
while I stood dreaming
no longer one
but a violence of shards.

On miles on miles
I took his stick
and kept on walking.

The end is in the journey
in the miles on miles
of snowdrifts
where one lone chimstack
stands a'smoke
with a strange meal on the table.

The pains and the triumphs
each face that we meet
the end is in the cloudbank
that cloaks the drifter
and is his longing.
 

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