Without the presence of inner emotions
There would be no place to store my thoughts
Graveled roads with embedded tracks
Well traveled by those who make their way
Water towers with town names upon them
Stored upon the shelf within my mind
Lights in the sky at nightime
Signal the next town location
That will come into view upon the cue
Where once again another water tower
With a name upon it will appear
Silhouettes of cows in pastures
On the edges of town
The framework of all that is present
Yet no laughter is heard as I pass by
Only the glaring eyes of the automobiles
Awaiting the gate to lift up
So that they may proceed along the way
To the gravel roads
Where tires make their impressions
Slewing stones in all directions
Impervious to the assault upon them
On gravel roads as I pass them by
~Moses~
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