The Underpass
To reach the other side of the road
I have to go through the underpass
Its cloak of darkness extends
With the weak light flashing,
shall I move towards the further blackness
The steps might be in vain
The creeds are crowded out of my brain
No one knows how the drama goes
On the other side of the domain
It makes me so fear
But I can't let the thought disappear
or my heart not being sincere
Any alternative will be a smear
So call me a warrior
with a faith to which I adhere
Let the belief be my spear
Let my blood be the souvenir
to reach the land with a glory win
--Robin
18/06/2010 10:45AM
