Destiny....

The backpack..

Cement highway

Passing trucks and buses

Heat,

Sun,

Perspiration,

Shoebites...

Expectations packed

In the backpack,

Burdens

Oozing through the

Sweat,

I keep walking...

To where

The highway takes me...

It reflects the heat on me..

I boil,

I heat,

I simmer,

Shoebites hurt my toe,

And

The green pus exudes...

Trickling onto my toe,

Seeping through the socks..

The heat lessens,

Purple clouds,

Rain drop splatters

My face..

Mixing with the sweat

I look up...

The highway stretches

To the horizon.

I remove my shoe

And sprint....

To my Destiny...