This is the way I walk

Poem written by The Prodigal Son For more songs like this, listen to the full playlist:    • The Prodigal Son Blues   I stopped asking the road where it leads, Stopped begging the world for what I need. The wind don't promise, the river don't care, I learned to keep walking when nobody's there. I don't chase shadows, I don't bargain with fate, What comes through the doorway I accept at the gate. I lost a few battles, I buried some dreams, But a man finds his measure By the scars that he keeps. This is the way I walk, No crown, no throne, no chains. I carry what I need And leave the rest to the rain. I don't fear what I cannot change, I don't worship what will fade. One road beneath my feet, One life, one blade. I don't need to be loved By every soul that I meet, I don't need their applause To know I'm still on my feet. Pleasure comes like summer, Pain comes like winter snow, I welcome neither as master— I simply let them go. I learned not to cling To the things I call mine, For everything borrowed Must be returned with time. This is the way I walk, No crown, no throne, no chains. I carry what I need And leave the rest to the rain. I don't fear what I cannot change, I don't worship what will fade. One road beneath my feet, One life, one blade. I don't envy another man's fire, Or curse the height of another man's climb. His road is his burden, His mountain, his time. I keep my hands steady, My heart under guard, The world can be gentle, The world can be hard. I don't make a prison From yesterday's pain, Nor build my tomorrow On promises made. Stand when you're broken. Walk when you're lost. Accept what is given. Accept what it costs. Want less. Fear less. Speak less. Do more. When the mind becomes quiet, You can hear the sword. This is the way I walk, No master, no disguise. I don't need tomorrow To justify tonight. Let the world keep its treasures, Let fortune come and go. I've got one road before me And one road is all I know. No fear of the ending, No begging time to stay. I walk with empty hands And meet the final day. The road doesn't owe me. The night doesn't lie. The sword doesn't promise The hand that holds it won't die. So I walk. No destination. No debt. No regret. Just the road beneath my feet… And the man I become With every step. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- AI Blues is a unique fusion of artificial intelligence and classic blues expression, rooted in the emotional depth of poetry. It combines melancholic melodies, improvised instrumental sections, and lyrics filled with longing, life struggles, and hope. Thanks to AI technology, the music takes on a new form—dynamic arrangements that adapt to the tone of the poetry, creating an authentic sonic experience. AI analyzes the rhythm and emotion of the verses, composing pieces that reflect the classic blues tradition while embracing modern innovation. In this way, AI Blues becomes a bridge between the past and the future, merging human emotion with the power of algorithms. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- #Blues #poem #BluesMusic #poetry #poetrywithmusic #spokenwordpoetry #music #AIBlues #AImusic