I was told to keep walking,
Keep watching,
Keep hoping for change.
Night came, and I relentlessly walked
And watched,
And hoped.
No change, just blackness.
I fell along the way.
Just a time a two,
Just enough to feel the impact
As I hit the cold ground.
I kept walking, watching, hoping.
Nothing.
This habit of walking and watching and hoping
Became just that:
A habit. And I kept on.
All night,
Blindly,
Effortlessly.