"Darkness" Forty-one experiences

bluejourneyman

What a sad, old man, is he.
Drifting off to Hell, for all to see
Branches stacked neatly by.
Gazing into the blackened sky
Resentments burning in the night.
He questions himself,
“Why?”
All the stars are in his head.
Broadway actors, mostly dead..
“He’s the damned director,
can’t you see!”
Sixty years with the same disease.
What a poor old soul is he.

Jamal

I like it so much dude...
Great stuff