It’s easy to lose oneself,
the challenge is to find him,
when all about him trembles
it is easy to lose your way.
The world is loud, obnoxious,
distracts at every turn,
despite the fate you yearn
the way is blocked with brambles.
Entangled in your status,
you sprint and spit, aimless,
the yellow brick road obscured
as you wander off, clueless.
Diverted by sick strangers
you dance till death is imminent
and bleed over the rug
that covered your true path.
© Davey Cobb 2023 All Rights Reserved
Davey Cobb 
Amidst the cacophony of distractions and diversions, the quest to rediscover one’s authentic self beckons as an odyssey of introspection and resolve.
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