Experience

this feeling
i can't articulate it precisely
but in my bones
i know it

we all know it
but nobody will say it

when I draw in all my experience
when I take in all i've seen this dirty city
all my decades
all the law
when i consider all that i know it

this is what we know
but nobody will say it:

the road is long,
the journey will be hard,
and the destination a barren place
full of fear and reprisal
we won't all make it
some good ones will fall,
some bad ones won’t
God don’t write the morality plays
(he has someone do that for him)

I know all this
and yet it draws me on
something impels me
it is sales actually