there is no map

there is no map that tells us where to go

we may not know our purpose nor our goal.

our senses fade and dimly we perceive

growing older cannot make us whole.

we try to do no harm but that is hard

struggling with our money and our minds.

being generous causes worry to

even so the poor are often kind.

we search the path for footprints as we walk.

As all the world grows misty and goes dark

The torch has broken now we have no light

I think I hear a noise, a small dog barks.

wandering in the desert like the Jews

we do not have a god but nor do they.

the Holocaust destroyed their holy views

we will walk on blindly like lost sheep

while on the ground the noxious rm insects creep.

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