The Red Brick Road

Dorothy trod The Yellow Brick Road

Toto rushed, to and fro.

But, what of the other Path? Red. Stone.

Can it be walked alone?

Like all Gods, the Great Oz was Deceit

Yellow bricks, eager Feet.

Dorothy’s False God, she would Entreat.

Empty thought, all a Cheat.

Is all that glitters gold? Not Yellow bricks.

Oz’ glittering tricks?

Were the Other chosen, Ruby Red clicks,

Ignored by Scarecrow’s sticks.

The Red Brick Road wound to fearful Places,

Hopeless, tearful Faces.

Where the Red Road ends, no Oz, no Traces,

False Gods, or rigged Races.

The place it leads is Self-Reliance

Minds free from Oz’ trance.

Glittering gold? Fool’s Gold. Dalliance.

Choose the Red Bricks and Chance.

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