Tuesday, 21 December 2010

Running To Nowhere

Silent runner across midnight sands
The moon glows with silvery strands
Spreading to touch the crashing waves
On a sea of a million sailors graves

Now washing the footprints away
As he runs towards the city
Never daring to run in light of day
Going nowhere with strange oddity

Now heading down empty streets
With black corners of the night
Never fearing those he meets
People who are afraid of the light

No one asks where is he going to
Because no one knows he is there
A lonely highway he runs onto
Heading off into the middle of nowhere

copyright Chris Smith 21st December 2010

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