R.S. Mallari

Red Houses

By: Nourhan Khairy


I walked the road alone,
Didn't scream, didn't groan,
Didn't mourn, didn't cry,
Then I saw a light come by,

I thought this was my mark,
When a red light came in view,
I followed through the dark,
Silently, I didn't argue,

Red houses lighting the way,
Red houses lighting the night,
Before it becomes day,
Red houses lighting the sight,

I heard crackling sounds,
Afraid, I took a step back,
I heard screams and pounds,
Then everything turned black,

Someone covered my face,
Then carried me, as if it was a race,
Looks like I fell in trap,
When they said I didn't need a map,

Red houses lighting the way,
Red houses lighting the night,
Before it becomes day,
Red houses lighting the sight,

I woke up to the sunlight,
After I thought I had died,
It was a bad dream,
Another one to join the team,

Red houses lighting the way,
Red houses lighting the night,
Before it becomes day,
Red houses lighting the sight.

R.S. Mallari

About R.S. Mallari

Through poetry I am trying to break the barriers of ethnicity, cultures and even beliefs for we humans have the same emotions, the same desires and aspirations. We may differ in colors, in language, and food that we eat yet we are still living under the same sun, swimming and sailing on the same seas and sleeping under the same stars.

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