freedom born justice

freedom born justice

A Poem by Abdul Batin Osman Bey
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about an early morning ride

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Driving

Down the lonely black highway

Staring straight into endless space

 

Eyes

Drooping heavy still sleeping

Mind barely functioning

 

495

The highway I take

Fifty odd miles in both directions

 

Baqarra District

Beat down misplaced city

My early hour destination

 

Zooey

The place I leave and return

The happy restful place of my days

 

Driving

Down the lonely black highway

Staring straight into endless space

 

© 2012 Abdul Batin Osman Bey


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Abdul Batin Osman Bey
let me know what you think I hope you enjoy it.

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and some people complain about their commute...and then there is you! Well done!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Abdul Batin Osman Bey

9 Years Ago

thank you very much
Very picturesque...I always felt something depressing about being on the road on early mornings pre-sunrise, especially when it involves going to work...I feel it here.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Abdul Batin Osman Bey

9 Years Ago

thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it

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Tags: driving, highway, space, eyes, function, 495, Baqarra District, City, Zooey

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Abdul Batin Osman Bey
Abdul Batin Osman Bey

Cambridge, MA



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