Beep, beep, your life is a one way street



You’ll crash, burn,wait your turn for the light whose color is



Ever changing



Stop, yield, pedestrians in the crosswalk, construction on the road



Maneuver through this while carrying your own heavy load



There’s traffic, two-way streets, highways and turnpikes



Bridges to cross where souls have walked



All waiting for the LIGHT to turn bright green



No other color red and yellow has the same effect it seems







Take the next exit left, go under twenty-five miles per hour



Put on your parking brake , pay the meter hour by hour



Before the light turns green again make a choice



Do you go the way everyone takes or do you bear your own cross?



Is there a way around the madness



A shortcut to your ultimate destination



Where is a GPS when I navigate through my life’s frustrations?



I have settled on directions



Directions I’ve been given, a world where love is not always free



when given



I follow these instructions but find my own way



Nearly come to a dead end



If only I’d follow these directions I know I’d find my way home



again!