My infantile words resolve
Unjustly to the gallows
A frenzy of pigeons rises up
Another weather-beaten bench
Another lonely passenger
Spilling bread crumbs
Over a cobblestone mosaic
In the absence of choice
There is only endurance
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mindlovemisery 
Only endurance… written with a deep feeling. Beautifully done.
Thank you so much!
Beautifully written.
Thank you Skye =)
Lovely post written with passion.
Thank you very much =)
” In the absence of choice, there is only endurance’…indeed, very wise words…painfully true!! 🙂 🙂
Thank you Helen =)
Great concept, words, ring true. Thank you for sharing. Ann
Thank you Ann =)
Truth… 🙂
🙂
Beautiful and mind invading, it made me want to look behind my back and see if the road I already walked was still there.
Awwww thank you =)
the last two lines of this are breath-taking….its not easy when choice is not there…and you will do what it takes to survive…that is for sure…
Thank you Brian no it really isn’t
Love this, especially the lines “spilling bread crumbs over a cobblestone mosaic”. So beautiful. 🙂
Thank you Sonya!
“In the absence of choice, there is only endurance” beautiful and thought provoking.
Thank you Lisa =)
I have to echo what everyone else has said…the last two lines are so profound. Very much like the adage ‘the only way out, is through’.
Thanks Bianca =)