Scattered stones along the pathway
seemed to appear out of nowhere
They were the cause of many
to stumble along their way
There were times that these stones
would appear more as boulders
Boulders that would drive men
to their knees
Those who fell came to know pain
as the bruising was at times deep
Each and every one of these got up
Rose from their fall
and considered their path
Many moved forward while a few turned
back
returning to where they had come from
Those who could not move on
had found in front of them a great wall
A barrier keeping them from their goals
made of scattered stones along their
pathway
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