The Long Shadow
Old sins have a long shadow
The old gnarled woman spat
You will see punishment
In a year and a day as a matter of fact
Into the gloomy night with a full moon
I skulked away with much to think about
I looked up at the new moon wondering
About the words the old woman let out
I decided not to think about what she said
And went back to my lonely life
The grind of work carried me on
As I dealt with each unwanted strife
As the last day dawned I awoke
The brightening sky heralded the day
So I dressed and drove toward the sun
I looked at my phone as the sky darkened away
And that is where it ended
For what was left was uncomprehended
For in the darkness I sit and wait
Wondering if that was all to contemplate .
© Paul Warren Poetry
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