Man in Black

Your words are slow,
Deliberate
A modern Johnny Cash-
You choose each word
Quite carefully
Nothing ever rash…

Your voice is deep,
It resonates
And fills my lonely parts
A Desperado dressed in black,
Firing through my heart

You walk the line,
In solitude-
Your path, you go alone
A lonesome seeker on a trail,
Never finding home

You seek redemption
For your soul
A refuge from Life's pain
A man in black, still looking back-
No solace ever gained


By Sharon Frye
© 2005