I alone black and brown
push my chest to a world dim dark.
Wearing shadows of fresh leaves on my
head.
Still chased by the running dark
leaves finding the tunnel that owe no end.
I feel the magic breeze whispering sounds
into the silvery end.
Road i read from the scroll i fear.
of old walls strangled to tear
into two archaic parts
Gray of the path.
Dark and brown.
eaten by ages in nature biding.
Co loured to green floor of vomiting
Fresh fall.
O' I alone black and brown
In this dark road of mine
Schooled to a dark inn.
Ebi Robert
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dark-road-4/
