A Roads And Crossroads Poem by Dagmara Anna AuraDagimar

crossroads, intersections, roundabouts
from such places, roads are forking
in different directions
and we, going unwittingly,
and this way, we are heading to one

a life isn't sparing us
kicks of digs
is giving out concerns,
to everyone who feels,
not always being able to counteract

we are being driven with the own
lively energy therefore
- ATTENTION! - for the man,
slowly, to brake or else
you will approach the roundabout

from which,
we are heading
everyone
in the same
direction