Lodi Cj Ludovik

(Hot-Malesi, Shkoder, Albania)

A Roundabout


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

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

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

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

Dec.4.2012

Submitted: Monday, January 27, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, January 28, 2014
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