Hitchhike to heaven
by Rona Nushi
Red roses and blue sky should cover the gate of his path, but grey it gets as he walks.
Strong he should feel and warmness should cover him as he fights, but blood will weaken him and warriors will nude him down.
Determined he should be, heaven he should see, poor and betrayed he will feel.
Backwards he should walk, you think, but beauty he will see and proud he will be.
Alone he should talk, you think, but pure is he and full of friends, indeed.
Homeless he should be, you think, but knowledge collects he and people he will feed.
Yes, nude he was, but he did fight. Blood covered, but he got might.
So, he knows his destination and nothing should, no nothing will bring him down.