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Trail's End

Trail's End

Picture Prompt 2

Venturing along the pathways of life,
 not always conscious of the perils.

Navigating through rubble strewn strife,
detouring around blazing barrels.

Stumbling down alleys full of temptation,
my spirit merely a basket in shambles.

Chasing an existence of self abomination,
only to find another thicket of brambles.

Jumping again from the pan into the fire,
thinking this time I'll find sunshine.

Urged on by my own senseless desire,
will I roast in hell sometime?

Overwhelmed, needing to make my retreat,
before this dusky corridor starts to crack.

Damn it Devil, will you I ever be able to cheat,
disoriented now, can I find my way back?

Rewards once more are extremely dire,
can't I just once sit out a dance?

Wallowing too often in dirty quagmire,
knowing I need give up this trance.

Finally at trail's end, when the Grim Reaper I meet,
will I still be dragging old Satan in tow?

Arriving home at the pearly gates, Saint Peter does greet,
on my head will I wear pointed horns, or a tarnished halo?

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