And he stands for a way of life
others no longer believe in
and they pass by
so Fast
Stepping upon every crack
He bows his head
(seeing the cracks?)
That he once held so high
And contemplates...
He takes his time
Softly he steps into the future
He follows what was a well beaten path
And is the bearer of that faded way
He walks alone in memory
Remembering the forest
He became one of the wolves
A member of the running pack
The ones who called and chased
And caught him in the change
He walks in Faith
In Truth
He walks alone
But he runs with the pack
Featured in Shadows: A Paper Doll Gang Publication Volume 1: Issue 1, May 2009
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