Walking Different Ways

-Walking Different Ways-
by Keaton Foster



Two people
Walking
Different ways
Neither knows
The other
One heading on
One moving back
Both about crash
Both about to cross paths
Intersecting realities
Cataclysmic dualities
For one or both
The collision could be
A fatalistic event
We’ll never know
Until the smoke clears
Until fate rears
Until what we believe
Is thoroughly tested
We pray
Because we know
Or should it be said
Because we assume
We stop and watch
We fight to lend aide
Because we deeply care
Our hearts are big
Even for strangers
Playing such a game as this
Fate is always in control
Deciding with no rhyme
Or any reason
Who will live
Who will survive
And if need be
Who will brutally die
Two people
Walking
Different ways
Neither knows
The other
One heading on
One moving back
Both about crash
God above is the force
Propelling them
Both forward and in reverse
Testing them
All the while knowing
Whether or not
They have already failed
None of us
Deserve to be crash dummies
None of us want to
Prematurely donate
Our vital organs
Walking
Different ways
Both with one foot in the grave
And the other foot
Mashing down the proverbial gas
There are others
Just as there are other intersections
Pathways of contention
Thoroughfares of resentment
There is always a toll collector
One asking to be reassured
Through the intrinsic value
Of our souls turned cash
Hundred dollar bills ya’all
Direction and cause
There is no waste
In knowing where we are going
Just as there is no waste
In knowing where it is we have been
Walking
Different ways
Without question
At some point
Now or much later on
Will lead us to the same destination
The same moment in both space and time
When two beings come crashing into one…


Walking Different Ways
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014.