Sneakers Exit

The sky is light The moon is brighter The paths are clearer The fastest legs ply Abonyi village stands in silence To wails of frogs and flies Only the stubborn child cries To the ‘chu-ko chu-ko’ sounds of beds The day has been bade well The gongs of my heart struck Awakened! The earliest crow heard The windows of the eyes, Still fixed The doors of the ears, Widely left ajar Foregoing the croaks in a yard Awaiting the tiptoes of a mile But to-dawn The tiptoes of the sneaker, Has faded Drowning with it The whispering escort My door is barren Refusing to imitate the dawn’s before Where the tiptoes of the sneaker; Careful to avoid the distract of the roosters The gentle struck on a door And the soft whispers of a lover Tickles the ears of an expectant Aw! The spell of poverty Striking the young of Abonyi village Has compelled the sneaker, my lover Into the big mouth of no-man’s-land In search of a better tomorrow The night still glows cold Longer than ever told With loneliness, Striking the note of the good times Once spent together