I Am Walking On An One-way Street
Long time ago,
I started crawling
And then walking
On an one way street
With no name or landmarks
I can barely see a thing ahead of me
While my footprints disappear
Just like that!
I meet
Emotionally scintillating scientists
Articulating artists
Youths in meditation
Rejoicing paupers
Miserable millionaires
Smiling small girls in office dresses
Nagging mother in laws of all ages
Grandmas with Hawaiian shirts
Pastors with blemishes
On the way
The strangers become friends
Friends become lovers
Lovers become strangers
Barbie dolls become heartthrobs
And pinups become grandmas
Fighters become geriatric patients
Stooping with all my baggage of my past
I am running
After the golden deer of future
To be happy and fulfilled some day
To become some one some day
I wonder
Is this one-way street
The way to my destiny
Or destiny itself?
((*.*))
November 05, 1996
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