Urban Fable

Penned on August 26 2007

Urban Fable

Shadow of the sun follwing my way
I am waiting for your grin face
Houses built of timber and hay
Starts to wither in these summer days

Gasoline station on this road I see 
Everyday I keep endangering that specie 
And the sounds I heard  during the fray
Mankind gets renounced each day

The lepers dying in this hell
And the parasites governing our place
I see you, my lady smothered with distress
Weeping all through these trenced hazy days

In these nights of aching satelite
I cant buy a eyeful of sleep
Please summon some priest
And show him this dysfunctional city

Every night you  draped in black carbon
And unfoiling  the skin from the face of the sun 
Your gore and tears doesn’t seems to cease 
Macabre and morbidity I have to witness

Embarkment of the dark clouds on the periphery
I see the sombre fate descending  on me
the corpses and the debris of the building razed 
I see all of them flowing in this blood flooded empty rivulet

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A very well written tale. You can find something scary in almost anything if you look hard enough. I like the way you described the situation and the events in the poem. Your use of language is amazing. You make me want to read more with your outstanding poetry. Thank you.
Coyote