The road, once home to heavy traffic,
is now deserted,
so old, all alone. Maybe a relic,
change, the message,
legs had long moved on,
noises had long ceased,
but once in a while a lonely visitor,
comes for its secrets,
yea, it’s alright to move on,
but what about the memories?
Can you build a reliable foundation,
without the guidance of history?
Have you missed your way?
Where you are is the best place to start again:
it pays to know your destination at the beginning,
the path to the future is found in the arms of history,
though the road is old and forgotten by most,
but if you want the future, go back to The Road.