The Road to Redemption
Stepping forward
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Poetry
Don't follow in my footsteps
It's been no Sunday stroll
No the road to redemption
Isn't paved in gold
It's rough and it's rugged
And full of potholes
Yes the road to redemption
Is strewn with hot coals
That blister and burn
Then leave scars on your soul
The road to redemption
Can't be found on the map
And no one can show you the way
There's no easy path for you to traverse
The signs will just lead you astray
The road to redemption
Has forks and side tracks
But don't let them tempt you
And never turn back
Locked gates and high fences
There's even road blocks
Don't be tempted by offers
To open the locks
As there is no key
It's a code you must crack
On the road to redemption
When the day turns to night
You can 't see the stars
And there's no guiding light
Can't cross the bridges
You burnt on the way
Or swim troubled waters
You leave in your wake
It will take all your strength
To just stay afloat
Our hearts are held hostage
Within the moat
Don't follow in my footsteps
It's been no Sunday stroll
No the road to redemption
Isn't paved in gold
It's rough and it's rugged
And full of potholes
Yes the road to redemption
Is strewn with hot coals
That blister and burn
Then leave scars on your soul
The road to redemption
Can't be found on the map
And no one can show you the way
There's no easy path for you to traverse
The signs will just lead you astray
The road to redemption
Has forks and side tracks
But don't let them tempt you
And never turn back
Locked gates and high fences
There's even road blocks
Don't be tempted by offers
To open the locks
As there is no key
It's a code you must crack
On the road to redemption
When the day turns to night
You can 't see the stars
And there's no guiding light
Can't cross the bridges
You burnt on the way
Or swim troubled waters
You leave in your wake
It will take all your strength
To just stay afloat
Our hearts are held hostage
Within the moat
Date Published
March 12, 2025
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