I am walking down a busy road, a car is approaching The horn is blaring, I can’t hear a thing. The bright lights glaring, I cant see anything I should run, but I keep staring. Around me, the familiar sites become unfamiliar I see a nightingale sing without any fear. In an urban city, I am surrounded by forests so near I am back in time, in some long forgotten year. It all comes back, and I smile The driver looks at me – I am senile The car comes to a halt, and i add, in style I learn … Continue reading The Accident