Tx Per


The Road

One day to clear
A lifetime of belongings
The flat is empy
Apart from the wheelchair for the next tenant
We knew this would be
The last stop before the last rest
And I turned to my brother and said
You know it’s us the next time

Standing on the road
With a box of the things you cherished most
Red cross second hand will sell
For a fraction of what they meant to you
Keeping the jewel case
With your wedding ring
And the book of hymns with gold print on the cover
You always kept on your bedside table

Standing on the road
I’m standing on the road

You learned to live
Through hard times and hardships
When you finally got a hold of it
It’s all over
Those five last years of heroism
The secrets you kept to yourself
The conversations we never had
Too much for me to handle right now