Hope Ayorinde
@hopeayorinde
1 year ago
#poetry
IN A RED DRESS
Standing aloof in thought
by the roadside
where traffic alternates
by the roadside,
wondering why things exist
and what life had to give
as time motion without emotions,
by the roadside.
Should I cross or wait here?
says a voice in my head.
People passing by
did not seem to matter
they go about daily business
with fate as their witness...
Suddenly, she came in a red dress
that splatters on the road,
like a red carpet,
with people clamoring at its reception.
Traffic came to a halt
and onlookers scattered about
shouting and sighing and screaming
by the roadside.
Only then do I realize
I had been standing there
with mouth agape,
writhing without words.
Death has come in a red dress,
behold, it splatters on the road!
By the roadside.