The Way of the Fellow Traveler
by Al Larson
We are all born.
We shall all die.
And what, pray tell,
'Tween the two shall lie?
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Let us Live,
And teach others
To Live,
As we learned Together,
Those many years ago.
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But never, ever,
Keep Score.
For it matters naught,
Who got what,
Less or More.
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A life of struggle?
That's for sure.
But a life,
Simply to Endure?
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Life's a Foggy Bog.
We take different routes
To the End.
But as we travel,
Let us reach out,
Friend to Friend.
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It matters only that We,
And those who Follow
The Path we've Blazed
Learn the Way
Through Life, is
Not just Fate
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A life of
Constant, churning Change?
A life of Doing Jobs,
Filling Squares, and
Counting Small change?
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Tell me what you see.
I'll share my view with you,
Be it quagmire, sandbar,
Or Solid Rock.
Call it out to your left,
Shout it out to your right.
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It's Simply,
Purely,
Surely,
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A life of Hassle,
Hustle, and Games?
A life of Put Downs,
And Put Ons,
And Pain?
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We'll All listen, look,
And do the Same.
With God's help and Grace,
We'll All make it Through.
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A Commitment to
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A life of living
In Greed and Fear?
And fighting the World,
Alone?
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When our paths cross,
Or parallel a precious while,
Share the Comradre,
Savor the Respect,
Honor, and Trust.
And Smile.
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Cooperate , and Graduate!
Just like the Class of ' 64!
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To that let Us say,
"Nay!",
For there is surely
A Better Way!
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written at the 25th Reunion,
Sept. 10, 1989.
Later published in Checkpoints
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