COMPETITION PROMPT

Write a poem that uses a motif of mazes to highlight a theme.

The End

Don’t tell me that you never

Tried to skip right to the end

Just to get away from

Every twist and turn and bend


We all know the shortcut

We all know the cost

But no one really thinks of that

When they’re cold and scared and lost


Don’t judge me for my shortcut

You don’t know the road I braved

Every step a landmine

Every breadcrumb saved


And here I am, on greener land

But still the dead ends sting

The fear of never knowing

What tomorrow’s path may bring


So now I water other paths

I clean up lost debris

I do the things I always wished

Someone would do for me


It took a good long while

For my own path to be clear

But the more I nurture, grow and heal

The more I’m glad I’m here



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