Taking the other road

We took the other road home today.

The beginning and the end were the same, like every day, but that *in between part, that made the difference.

Halfway up the road it almost looked like I could start seeing things.

But even my mother played tricks on my mind.

She'd ask me crazy things like do you really think that guy is your dad?

But it's a road.  After a while even a fool stops taking the bait.

By now I've gave up on trying to figure things out.

But that doesn't make me a quitter.

Calbayog City 2025