An Meeting In The Road... Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

sudden death,
when he went, for bread.
she met him on the way.

when he was alone
like a stone
by the road
he formed band
it was real gent

sudden death,
when he went, for bread.
she met him on the way.

in us, is a hope
that long rope
it will pull him up
because he deserved the most
and he is like the jewel lost

sudden death,
when he went, for bread.
she met him on the way.

the most he resembled
cross and suffering
when the car rushed
straight and quickly
straight to him
without the stop...

sudden death,
when he went, for bread.
she met him on the way.