Sneakers Exit
The sky is light
The moon is brighter
The paths are clearer
The fastest legs ply
Abonyi village stands in silence
To wails of frogs and flies
Only the stubborn child cries
To the ‘chu-ko chu-ko’ sounds of beds
The day has been bade well
The gongs of my heart struck
Awakened!
The earliest crow heard
The windows of the eyes,
Still fixed
The doors of the ears,
Widely left ajar
Foregoing the croaks in a yard
Awaiting the tiptoes of a mile
But to-dawn
The tiptoes of the sneaker,
Has faded
Drowning with it
The whispering escort
My door is barren
Refusing to imitate the dawn’s before
Where the tiptoes of the sneaker;
Careful to avoid the distract of the roosters
The gentle struck on a door
And the soft whispers of a lover
Tickles the ears of an expectant
Aw! The spell of poverty
Striking the young of Abonyi village
Has compelled the sneaker, my lover
Into the big mouth of no-man’s-land
In search of a better tomorrow
The night still glows cold
Longer than ever told
With loneliness,
Striking the note of the good times
Once spent together
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