A Roundabout Poem by Ludovik Celaj

It was a long day
wandering about
enaught of it
did have by the time
the night dropped.

An enoumes,
dazzling sparke
a lighting struck,
the heaven in flames
followed by a storm
just to get,
all socked weat.

Than in black walking
all alone in a rain
the leg skied over
some mud hidden
the body failed over
some rocky tarrain
twisting the finger
and injuring
the back midle.

Later to be confused
from a shout and a yell
causing to bend and fell
a bible verse
came in mind
a religious say
from the book of
Mark 10: 11,26

Dec.4.2012