Hello Stranger

Hello Stranger

A Poem by rdawson

 

I was passing by, saw a face

I seemed to recognise,

Turning my head

Whenever a shadow

Gets too close to mine.

My shadow is mine.

Don’t get so close,

I don’t know you.

 

The white outline,
Brotherhood at last,

Brazen boredom to last.

Kicking about in old shoes.

Better than being in your shoes.

© 2009 rdawson


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Added on February 15, 2009