Broken roads
Learn to learn

During it every day was slow.
looking ahead always
freedom and possibility roamed
in their thoughts and dreams.
They were so innocent
with their innocent thoughts and dreams.
Then it came!
the road seemed to have...
smoothened
it seemed beautiful at first
but we all fell apart after that
those who were safe drivers
with clean tires rode away
and those who tried to run too fast
were left broken in need of repair.
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A great poem in superb metaphors crafted. Kudos!
plz read and comment my newest poem too.
Thank you will do