Lone Dark Road

The night is late,
alone cold drizly night
street lights shine yellow light
piercing the dark night.

hardened pavement beneath the feet
wet and glistering shadows of night,
not a soul in sight, only random machines on wheels roaring by.
braving the night, one feet after the other,
minutes turn into hours.

there is still calmness,
only a mad man does this!
passing valley of the shadow of death
dragging feet, shoes kissed pebbles
but with no trouble in sight.

howling dogs echoing human voices
staggering and cursing the Moresby night
only the sanctuary of the warm bed entangled with fear in mind.
Do or die, the lone dark road was a risk not worth taking.


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