A Rover, A Song Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

A Rover, a Song

A rover, a song a walking highway,
A dim unparalleled destinations,

As tradewinds comes, old winds remembers, and the new air greets the distance,

Blows in its relentless swept, a cloud of dusts, a rolling tin can, a piece of trash,

A rolling stone propelled into the pavements of concrete slabs,

A name, an inscriptions on a stone tablets,

Inviting the sun's highlight on an obscure plot,a fallen desperado.

Gathering spindly small stalks of wild plants and weeds for keeping company.