Dirt Road

It’s just a dirt road.

Having no nice life like gold.

Having dirt and rocks along the path.

Having scars and tares, which never hath.

Never a smooth and soft grass.

No friends to ever pass.

Just like having no flower around.

Just weeds and dead bushes along the ground.

No love or to love anybody.

Having to be alone in this body.

As the sun shines in my face,

No one here to brace.

When the wind blow on back.

Just standing like a rack.

Just to think there wouldn’t be anybody,

I see a light that shines on my sacred body.

As I walk to it, it gets brighter and I get bold…

I just remembered,

I have the one and only dirt road.