My protagonist is a man Who,
the day he turned sixty five,
Grew tired and weary
Of this journey called life.
For although the road stretched ahead
And many milestones lay behind
He was walking aimlessly
This disturbed his peace of mind
Earlier he loved to walk
But it was different then
For he was young and strong
Competing with his fellow men
Then he met her on the road
With her warm smile and lovely face
She became that faithful companion
Who would stay beside him always
They were joined by the kids
Who skipped and swinged along
Together they moved ahead
Syncing their steps to a merry song
But then the kids moved faster
They took detours and went away
The man and woman missed them
But moved along anyway
They walked a little slower
For she felt tired and weak
He worried for the road was long
Chances of her going on seemed bleak
Then, one morning came
As the road approached a bend
She left him standing alone
Her journey came to an end
Now he dragged his feet along
On the dusty, narrow lane
Feeling lonely and depressed
Heart heavy with the pain
As he rested on a stone
A haggard man came along
He asked him "you look sad
Is something wrong?"
"Look at that endless road
I have been mocked by fate
For I am to walk that distance
Alone without a mate
And it's not just that
To add to my plight
I have no purpose
No goal in sight
My journey has no meaning
That is why I fret"
"Friend", said the haggard man,
"One thing you forget
The fact that you are around
Means you have a job to do
Your existence proves your purpose
So give the road back its due
Look at that orphaned child
He has no hand to hold
You see him wandering alone
Still your role you need to be told?
