Two Roads

Two roads running along side each other .                                 The try to meet but don’t bother . The seem to meet and then depart .                              Running along side each other forever .                                Though to the outside world they seem all shiny and clever.          The rough patches,the crumbling blocks and fine cracks .             All seem smooth .                        but only from a distance and there is some old sooth.            The roads just travel daily .        As if lying there by habit they have nothing to do.                 Stuck to the habit of running along with each other like a glue