Dear child

So innocent and corrupted is the child of man
He who has no master plan to the greater good of his brothers but has every good intention
Why is it he who walks through the valley of death is also he who walks on gold paved roads? i do not know
But never have i understood the complexitiys of  the road ahead of us
I see no certantiys or absolutes only a foggy cloud of undeveloped timeBbut our roads are only as complex as those who walk it
Some walk boldly into the unknown casting fear aside
While others tread lightly as to not wake the devils of the future, and gouls of the past
On rare occasion  do i deeply contemplate my own road
I perfer to explore others and walk as a ghost in there shoes
People like to see themselves as indivduals of a greater colony
But i have decided that in every walk of your life you are alone
The only difrence iss you are either blessed or damned
Sure you can exhibit signs of both
You can climb out of damnation
Fall out of blessedness
But the fact remains the same you are either or
The damnnd walk on broken glass and twisted metal
The air they breath is thick with painful sighs
The blessed walk on gold and silver as they breath in bouts laughter
But sad i must confess every mans ,may he be damned or blessed, road is paved with gold and glass
Oh dear child i apologize for there is no cure for man kind
But i will leave a grain of medicine  for you to delay the affects of innsanity in my parting words
When walking on gold put your feet in the cool pond by the road and rest a wile
Bask in the sweet warm sunshine and pray for not one thunder head to cross the serene sky
And when you walk under the shadow of death and damanation run down the path
Fight the tornados and floods that cross your way
Do not linger do not delay race towards the sunshine
And with that my child you are on your way