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On the Roads

The Road to Knowledge
they proclaim proudly.
Sell, sell, sell.
I’m done buying three-day seminars
The knowledge I have
seems to rot me to the center.

Where is the road to peace?
I search for the lost road.
Sometimes anxious,
sometimes I know
I will make it home some day.
And then I am calm.
When I am calm,
I want to give my peace
to everyone for free.
And I do not wonder
if people think me stupid.

 

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This entry was posted on February 23, 2011, 5:00 am and is filed under Poems. You can follow any responses to this entry through RSS 2.0. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.

  1. #1 by Kathy Boles-Turner on February 23, 2011 - 8:01 am

    I’m done buying three-day seminars
    The knowledge I have
    seems to rot me to the center.

    This resonated with me.

    Reply

    • #2 by Carl on February 23, 2011 - 11:31 pm

      Thank you so much for stopping in and commenting. I appreciate it!

      Reply

  2. #3 by Evelyn on February 24, 2011 - 1:24 pm

    “sometimes I know
    I will make it home some day.”
    sigh.
    Something about the word “home” in any context makes me want to weep.

    Reply

    • #4 by Carl on February 24, 2011 - 7:32 pm

      Home. I’m always searching.

      Reply

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