Alone With Someones Fate
Rooted, tightly I pull my coat around,
Against the wind and the haunting sound.
A howl that chills through the soul...
I shiver a dead man’s shiver.
Whose grave has been trodden upon?
A scuffle calls me hither, weaving around a boulder
My school bag, its burden great, falls from my shoulder.
The busy street has abandoned me...
Anxiety smothers me without mercy.
Who is it that’s following me?
I stumble and slide over the earth,
Nature’s debris, after me, calling its wrath.
This wilderness that’s stolen me is not mine...
At a raven’s cackle I take flight.
From where fell this dreadful night?
Running away from what I do not know.
I stop and stare, yet, as ever, I’m all alone.
A wisdom worn sunray calls to me...
A clearing ordering it to a close.
Whose end is trying to end me?
A bus tears past, choking my throat, dirtying my hair.
School children stalk a football, at rivals they glare.
The town clock chimes four, signalling home...
Memories of what passed fade.
But for my mundane, someone lost theirs?
What feelings are real...
I no longer know.
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