ON THE ROAD TO DAMASCUS – Poem By Bill Ivans & Solomon Temitope
Here am I at the crossroad en route Damascus like it’s Judgementʼs day –
Each step slowly taken and carefully calculated;
Lost in the lust of emptiness embracing the frosty air –
Poor wandering soul
Galumphing to Eldorado
In search of the un-lost one,
The skeptic in his thoughts, affirmative in his walk.
He is a snake stalking rats in an open field.
The odds are hard and high altogether,
Forgetting reality is real –
A mirage –
The closer you get, the faster it fades…
Oops! nothing’s at the end of the tunnel,
He’s been pursuing an illusion.
You’re Reading; ON THE ROAD TO DAMASCUS – Poem By Bill Ivans & Solomon Temitope
Maybe this is the irony many encounters on this road;
Not everybody begets the miracle.
Perhaps it’s the war of the mind –
To be free or still, in the bosom of life.
Whether we win or get lost en route to Damascus,
It’s the uncertain fate that’s laced with our destiny.
Bill Ivans & Solomon Temitope