Analysis of ROAD TO NOWHERE

On the road to nowhere
Only losers ever travel,
Those whom hope abandoned
Whose lives and loves unravel.

An endless Macadam goes on
Right to the distant horizon,
Welcoming the broken-hearted
Whose reasons to live have gone.

A lovelorn place for losers
Where nothing worthwhile grows,
Where no-one ever tends the soil
And only the Reaper ever sows.

Beside the never-ending road
Are rivers of sand so very red,
And in the distant forestland
Is nothing but those long dead.

Ghost towns dot the deserts
Where human life once thrived,
But aeons on from there
Nothing decent has survived.

On the road to nowhere
Angels surely fear to tread,
And wise men try to escape
Hearts and minds full of dread.

Tarantulas and Spinifex
Move across the burning red sand,
And nothing else can live here
Within this sun-blasted land.

On the road to loneliness
Only the heart-broken walk,
And in the very dead of night
Loathsome faceless beings stalk.

THE END
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Melbourne, Victoria, Australia