The Signs

The signs do not make it easier.
The journey is still the journey,
for all it’s pain, all it’s loss,
all it’s twists and turns.

The signs do not make it easier,
for too often they are in a foreign language,
and you are not certain
where they lead, or whether

they are friend or foe.

About this poem

Would you like a sign telling you which way to go in life? I would. Or at least one that I could read.

Tom