freedom born justice

A Poem by Abdul Batin Osman Bey

about an early morning ride

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

Author's Note

let me know what you think I hope you enjoy it.

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Heather

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

Posted 13 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

13 Years Ago

thank you very much

kublakhan27

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 13 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

13 Years Ago

thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it

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Abdul Batin Osman Bey

Cambridge, MA

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It is said that if Johnny Thunders and Janis Joplin were to have a child then have him to be raised by the unwanted aspects of Society while having him schooled in Timbuktu that person would be me. I.. more..