Lonely Road Poem by Alexander Onoja

Hello fear, what is it was told?
Walking this road that's makes me fear,
seeing as secrets unfold,
wild wind makes the afternoon cold,
is anybody out there?

Though alone, the trees were my fans,
although they dont make a sound.
They waved at me and did their dance,
while i kick the empty cans,
littered alongside the ground.

Staring at the sun up high,
so scared and quite like a toad.
Praying for rain, staring at the sky,
it will be loyal till i die.
Aye! Sire, I'm on a lonely road.

Walking down an empty street,
they say it ends in darkness.
My head bows staring at my feet,
like a boxer that has just been beat,
enduring the boos, and nature's harshness.

I'm on a self gave quest,
its a friend am searching for.
Sorrow & enemies troubling pest,
disturbing me, but now i can beat my chest,
cos it appears i survived it all.