Lines to Follow

It is dark now and all I can see are these lines.
Line and line, they go on and on,
I know not where to, but it must be right
Because someone put them there;
They went there first,
They laid the path
Which it’s best to follow.

They’re straight and narrow;
It’s hard to keep my feet inline,
But without them I’d drift
Perhaps to the wrong place.
The lines must be right
Because someone put them there;
They went there first,
Everyone takes the path;
It must be best to follow.

Before I found them I wandered
With my toes scuffed by
Rocks and diamonds alike.
But the lines keep on, keep on,
Smooth like talcum powder underfoot.
No meandering, they keep a course
I know not where to, but it must be right
Because someone put them there;
I won’t be first,
I couldn’t make a path
Which it’s best to follow.