Halt...
your feeling here.
trespassing forbidden,
with the emptiness
your are carrying...
not down this street
will you walk
if I have anything to
say about it.
Halt...
you are not welcomed here.
leave your baggage
on the corner
before entering here,
not this asphalt
will you touch with
your sacred feet...
Beneath these lights
are the omens of delight
afforded only
to a few...
you are not the one
to enter here...
this hallowed street
pathway to
the other life...
the place you have not
earned or deserve.
Halt...
turn around you fool,
finish what you started
before returning again,
you, my naughty fool
are not welcome.
July 4, 2025
No comments:
Post a Comment