THAT STORMY NIGHT



Old Bank Street, Manchester, UK by R.A.D. Stainforth

He asked me to work late,
I resisted,
The work-load that kept piling on,
I desisted.
Been years now, behind my old desk,
I've been working like a slave,
While he reaped benefits of my hard work,
Myself, never even received an increase in stipend.
Well, enough is enough now,
I want to be free,
Chucking this monotonous job,
I run to the streets, in glee.
It was raining hard,
Just a handful out on the pebbled streets,
I didn't care, no really I didn't,
Cos' that stormy night,
I found a sense of calm within.


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7 comments:

  1. This is really well done! I love that you took darkness and turned it into light...from the inside out.

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  2. Very nice, and to feel the calm in any storm is a mood well felt!

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  3. That really is lovely! I've come over all unnecessary!

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  4. We all need to do that..follow our own ways

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  5. you really have to follow you heart sometimes..x

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  6. sometimes enough is enough

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  7. thanks a lot everyone :-)

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