Alleys and Allies
The darkened alleys beat
Drumming to the sound of the falling rain
Lifting my head in the gutter
Crushed by the weight of water
Or
Is it burden?
The siren screams low
Head bows to the silent din
Whilst knees scrape the dead gutter
Where the past lies, clawing
The yowl repeats
A cry to the broken and forgotten
Get Up
Stand Up
Yowling the beat to the thud of water
Hand on the wall the body heaves upwards
Whilst the mind falls
Stooping to recover the body falls again to the gutter
Thud
Thud
Thud
Crushed by rain
The call changes as the siren gets louder
Pick yourself up
Move Lad
Through the alley,
The man that was approaches
Dressed in forgotten livery
He is calling
Hands Cupped Screaming
Move lad
Get up
The gutter reels as he approaches
Flooded, the quagmire of sloth engages
Him in a vicious tug-o-war
The body breaks
Heaved into reality
My eyes open
Senses released
I wave in thanks
To the man, that now is
Copyright © The Red Rain | Year Posted 2013
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