Who is that man who walks alone through the street
the one with the coat that covers like sheets
his name is unknown
his face is us unknown
what is the story that the man has forlorn
his past shall be hidden
and his life he has ridden
what kind of of story can one stranger hold
he does not shiver as he walks through the rain
and his visible eyes are empty and dark
the world is not there to him
the people
the creatures
there is only him, and nothing more matters
the traveling stranger just goes his own way
not knowing were he's heading
or what he's going to do
but he continues to walk steadily through the heavy rain
Artistic Repertoire · Sat Mar 01, 2008 @ 05:06am · 0 Comments
