The Hidden Lane

The sun burst out from underneath the clouds Ploughing through the merry crowd The impact of nature is closing in sucking the joy from within Trucks and cars littered the streets Adding more pain to the bloodstain The sun is blazing with toxic lies And shame is dripping from our eyes My mother sacrificed to send me to school But I was slow to learn the golden rules I found an easy way to live And I quickly catapult myself on top of the hill I learn the distinct art of capitalism and the substance of having a large family I learn how to make the little man suffer To manipulate and maneuver the stronger How to double and pull the strings And how to dine with rulers and Kings Most of my possessions were obtained by foul play I don't have to worry but just look the other way If I tell someone to kneel he kneels If I tell another to stand she stands And if I tell him to bend over he bends over As I was thinking of how to pull off this last act Something unnerving hit me directly on my back I jump on my bike in the heightened heat to unraveled This disgraceful and inconceivable deceit I rode on the track down the busy street scrutinizing every business and houses on the back street the traffic moved slowly in one direction And the stifling heat began to suck my dream I was desperate to get out of the sweltering heat but everywhere I turn something was churning around I dilly- dally on my bike looking at the traffic from a distant It came to virtual stand still and nothing was moving Sweat dribble profusely down my face opening up my miserable sweat glands I was anxious to cool this obnoxious heat so I venture off to the right of the street Something caught my meticulous attention So I stopped and investigate the circumstance I saw a young man coming up the lane looking worried and ashamed I inquired about the road that leads to the hidden lane He said that a big beautiful lake was just ahead and it was perfects for sightseeing and taking pictures I got excited about the lake so I wandered off my path to see what was hiding in the dark and to write a memoir of this big beautiful lake But when I got there I stumbled upon a big dirty pond with water springing from a fountain dug in the land I didn't want to get distracted from my mission So I quickly turned away and went back on the main road The traffic came to a gridlock and police lights flashed glaringly They were clearing an accident at the top of the hill I continued my journey and completed my mission Slow-moving government workers sucked up my time I waited in a long line and stood up all the time I completed my mission and left the hall I returned to the hidden lane to see what was waiting for me there The trees stood still in the dense bushes covering the houses They must have been hiding there for years Just few people know that there are there There was nothing to see but swamp even the crickets were asleep the heat must have driven them out of the trees Just as I thought about it a woman and her dog crossed my path on the foot bridge adding life to this desolate place I circled around and alas the message found It was spring up in the big dirty pond Muddy water was springing up inside it was full to brim And water was trickling outside from within soaking up the trees around it. I began to turn way when a young man and his dog came my way Something urged me go back to the pond and look a little closer There they were swimming towards me As if they have some thing critical to tell me Three ducks swimming about east west north and south The positioned themselves in a line and head towards the East Carrying a message about the trees and the pond and their age old metallic bond There is much more to discover if you venture off the main road and walk on the side streets that leads to hidden lane I can't stand this sweltering heat.