Analysis of Unknown Pathways

It’s Interesting to say the least
what strings
will sing me to the grave
A sonnet to the loves I’ve left
Some somber dirge
for crimes not paid
Full symphonies for summits climb
Or blues to mourn
or just escape
That lack of thought
or unkind word
attached to unpaid debts I’ve made
With hope
A sentimental soft refrain
that wafts
amongst a thought so kind
Which genre will you seek for me
A memory left behind