the river and the whore....

it's quite dark now
i wonder if she is afraid,
i would be terrified had i been left there
what now.....
too many years passed by but
she stands...

the day surrrounds her with
chants , curses and laughters ,
nights are not so kind though,
ocassional passers byes...
a few men ,
trying to forget the day
while she tries to remember it ,
another bunch who reside in another world , but
she stands....

an old willow , humming of her saviour,
her forsaken saviour and the day ,
she mocks herself , demeans her life ...
the river provides solace to a thousand but
aside her it does nothing but frustate her
maybe she could provide solace to others .
she does ...that's why
she stands.....