A poem by Martyn Foster.
Unknown
Going out on my own
Highway to the danger zone
Dodging all the cones
Sticks and stones
Am I best left alone?
Too close to the bone
Unknown
These waters are uncharted (oh crap)
These lands are undiscovered
These deserts have not been crossed
These oceans have not been dived
Minds that were once closed
Are showing the possibility of being opened
Unknown
Is it wrong or is it right?
I’m not the way and the truth and the life
Unspecified destination
No wind favourable
The journey’s placation
Keep emotions stable
Unknown
No rhyme or reason
No truth, but treason
Forging a path ahead
Be careful not to be misled
The process of being grown
Narrowing the gap between the known and unknown
Unknown.
A poem by Martyn Foster.
