It is no matter
That on this morrow
A field of weary
travelers did reach
their destination
in the slightest haste.
The road rough
and the current strong.
They did land in a
merciful mecca,
a shelter of marble
next to one of stone.
Brought about on liquor and botanical
boredom.
The caravan is off once
again on this road,
the rough road and
the strong current
To which a brother’s life
was taken.
7/26/10
James J Jackson 