You've crossed the line, imaginative swiftly
That line divides the "good and bad"
You look behind, a second, very quickly
It's like confirming -"I'm completely mad"
It is a point in your life forever
Of no return & you'll live with that
It's not a question. Smart or clever
You may be sorry, or you may be glad
It's now time to add up all your losses
And see if you have something left
Life gives you few, imaginary crosses
Will not forgive backtracking or a theft
So you decide & pick the new direction
Or stay on course, like many years before
You feel a burn, a slight sensation
And you decide - to worry or ignore
This situation is not very pleasant
But it's normal for a human being
The line between the future and the present
Have to be crossed in order to be seen...
Oct.26.04
The Line
© Copyright: Поляков Олег, 2004
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