Our Separate Journey

Our Separate Journey

You taught me well 
How to lie, cheat and steal
But I choose a diff'n't teacher
And a school with a diff'n't bell

I march on cadence

To a tune we all know

I follow my piper

Where he goes I go

The ground beneath my feet
Of gravel moss and peat
Drives me forward to
The place I wanna be

Funny I can't see you

My teacher is the first

My journey's changed me better

To you it's been the worst

I hear a diff'n't song
A new lesson yet to learn
My purpose swells inside
My soul it glows and burns

Your quiet is a signal

A flare of tempers hid

I feel your pain and see your pain

You try to hide within

Do not ask me to save you
I will not come to heal you
There's nothing more I can give
No words of peace I bring you

Find yourself, that's all I ask

You say yourself is all you care

Seek yourself, your greatest task

Don't reach for me I'm not there

How opposite are the roads
We walk to separate homes
Our music is not the same
And neither are our goals

I offer you friendship's hand

Refusing and you turn away

So caught up in self imposed rejection

I did "this" to you, you say

No time for sorrow's tears
We've days left, not years
I march on and dance on
You dwell in your fears

No time for pity's sake

For the diff'n't roads we take

28july2007

...this was written for my child's father though he has never seen it. We are so different and apart as two people could ever be. He is the US and I am USSR and this is 1980. I wish we could have been amicable and he continues to choose a different way as do I. It is what it is and it makes for wonderful poetry.~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves.