The Sign

The Sign~

Do you heed a sunburned sign
weathered, scar'd and blind?
Cracks run to the finish
like wrinkles,
in time
to this minute.

Standing in the heat without shade...
is the sign obeyed?

Behind this wobbly standing sign
a cobweb-ed transparent mind
mindless finger pointing the way
mouthless metal
with so much to say

Withstanding long cold nights ...
a sign neon bright

Misty morning dew runs down its face
a tear for those caught up in the race
passing by without a glance
blasting a wake of
silent cadence

along the road's white line...
stands a sign

a faithful, weathered and worn guide
stading in grass knee-high
'Caution' is fading away
withstanding
another day

the tell tale heart of time...
the sign