Nervousness

Yali Li
March 1, 2008

A grey shade falls right on me
Is the sun passing a piece of cloud?
Is a devil approaching me?
No clue.

The guy above me knows
But he is a marble statue
With a facial expression
More mystic than Sphinx riddle.

I am nervous and confused
Before being pulled into darkness
I want to shout for the innocent and helpless
I want to ask God.

Leadership is sometimes a simple question
To provide a shoulder when a follower tries to climb
Or
To tight the rope when a follower is murdered?

God, God
Keep me under your blessings
Give me a tiny beam of sunlight
I want to continue singing like a skylark.