he walked the dark
dangerous streets
till he knew not far from
near
he walked the dark
dangerous streets
till strangers looked
familiar
he walked the dark
dangerous streets
till the roads started
looking the same
he walked the dark
dangerous streets
till muggers knew him by
his name
he walked the dark
dangerous streets
till his breath begged him
to stop
he walked the dark
dangerous streets
till his legs threatened to
drop
he walked the dark
dangerous streets
till the dogs gave up their
chase
he walked the dark
dangerous streets
till the sun showed him its
face
he walked the dark
dangerous streets
not because he loved to
roam
he walked the dark
dangerous streets
because he didn’t want to
go home.
(Pic courtesy Google)
