ALONG THE WAY

We play, we stray, Life, many a doorway all areas grey. A mystical array, along the way.

Along the way to destiny, we travel night and day. Sometimes predator, sometimes prey.
Life's a game? Is what they say. Why on the real I must appeal, every day a new deal at
times hard as steel. Though sadly the case an occasional false face, beware the coup de
grace, Haters trying to knock you out of the race.

Just check out Sal, loved kickin it with his best pal Hal, till he met his gal Val, nearly lost all
rational. But he kept a cool head, prayed instead, what came to light, he'd grossly misread.
Another enlistee on an odyssey, although very hard to perceive alternate realities, Believe.

Many a tempting temptation bringing unnecessary complications. While walking many aisles
compiled by trails that are very worthwhile. There is no doubt, whatever your rout, you'll go 
bout after bout. Tall tales tattled; nerves definitely rattled by the prattle, trying to live life, right?
A straight uphill battle.

Even though you'll get floored as destiny you walk toward, if you don't jump ship, stay on
board, Great will be your reward. You see, the scheme of things, like a mean dream even
extreme are seldom what they seem. So, mind the intrusion of delusion, the bringer of false
conclusion, Mass confusion.

Now what's really real, Life's making you squirm, making you squeal, mind, soul, body needs
to be healed? Give God The Wheel. Then, cut the jiving and conniving. Absolutely, No Back 
Seat Driving. As along the way, to destiny we travel night and day. Sometimes predator, 
sometimes prey. Life's a game? The Heck They Say?