BURDEN OF DREAMS
too old and much too frail
for taking on another chore
a fragile looking snail
pushes through slopes
to carry its load
of minimal hopes
despite the many sins
picked up each day
during a most tormented journey
through the ups and downs
of ordinary life
its feeble back will never yield
nor will its spirit sink
into the darkness
the snail just presses on
and on and on
its given task
its fatal fate
it is alive today
and still the same
as yesterday and ever
its fate
is to endure
against all hopes and wants
its fate
is still
a self imposed determination
to carry to the very end
its faded house of dreams