Sketch on the drawing pad
What lies ahead for me
Draw images of good and bad
Of clarity and mystery
The charcoal lines of imagination
Define the parallels of our existence
Giving me that determination
That hope, drive and persistance
Write me a fable
Of how things shall end
My cards are dealt on the table
It's your turn to choose, my friend
A.D.
© 15th October 2002
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