A Walk With A Well Known Man Poem by Saul Palti

While I wander this world
with a fortunate friend
his voice begins to yield
everything is pretend

the passage is neat and confined
everyone will certainly hide
behind the road that bends
passing each and every stranger
this lonely man that walks

a mutter here and there
with a smile which is bare
this road will cross you
until the universe is brand new

I begin to pause with him
and think how I am clean
with everything I have seen
as I pass this note into the bin