Dark road or perhaps mood
He walks
Stick over shoulder
This is no yes man
Debating passionate
Determined in step
Holding tightfisted
A sign
It’s words – fierce – STOP
PROCLAIMING INJUSTICES...
Watch then the shadows cross
Bold words move out of reach
Not in time not held
By Conviction bound
Light returns to
No green expanse, slips away
returning as dark country lane –
dreams are fickle beings
A man may feel
But a man must hold.
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