Down The Yellow Brick Road

I’ll walk down

the yellow brick road.

Hoping liberation,

or so I am told.


Fraught with peril

the journey does go.

All with what

I do or don’t know.


Along the way

the tin man does clamor.

The scarecrow doubts

the lion avoids danger.


What is within

with what I have found

is all three that

conspire to bring me down.


I clicked my heels

wishing on a dream.

Now the reality

cuts and makes me bleed.


I travel towards

my dreams and pray

that fear and doubt

will not conspire in my way.

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