‘4th Street Blues’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

it was 9:55 p.m.

Wednesday

a bit too brisk for this town

I put down the book

I was reading

a thin volume of poems

by a drunken madman

I opened the window to

let the howling wind in

to clear some on the thick

literary smoke out of the room

memories came and went as I

stood there listening to the

sounds of the big city

that came from everywhere

and nowhere at once

in this starless night that

seemed to linger on forever

desolate I stood with my

brain running like a steam engine

I wondered if things would

ever settle down in the end

if someday happiness would

come and stay for a few drinks

instead of running away

leaving nothing but disarray

I peered upon 4th street

upon the faces of passers by

round or long or thick or thin

faces of men and woman

carrying stories of past lives

a scar here and a dimple there

a pointless smile or a blank stare

pain and sorrow and anguish

stories of old times and thoughts

of a future so vivid and unclear

cars zoomed with roaring engines

manmade machines like monsters

killing thousands everyday all around

no need to get depressed

no reason for anticipation

I saw prisoners trapped within

their own flesh and blood

under their worn skin

and behind their glassy eyes

I closed the window and

went back to my book

I read until my eyes went sore

and like every nigh

I could not escape reality

 

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About Ahmed Gretly

Ahmed Nader Gretly. Construction/Site Engineer, fiction writer, poet, psychopath, researcher, a book addict, and a daydreamer from Cairo, Egypt. Currently doing Construction Project Management, MSc, at Heriot-Watt University, Edinburgh.
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