A RED LIGHT AT NIGHT
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A knock on my car window
Made me jump thousands of feet
Only to see a poor widow
With nothing to neither wear nor eat.
Heart throbbing at my throat
‘I’ve nothing to give you’, I spoke.
`Be it’ she cried,
`For it’s easy to close your eyes’
Behind her a little fellow followed.
`Money or your life’ he hollered.
Had I only had some at the time,
Thus I couldn’t spare a dime.
The end of this tale
You have probably guessed.
For at the end of this road,
I now rest.
(written March 23, 1999)
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