He sits hunched on a bench <br />Head down in depression <br />His job of mind splitting Hell <br /> <br />His hair a sharp silver <br />His skin a corpse white <br />His expression of dark fear <br /> <br />His sits and waits <br />Staring a hole through the ground <br />His eyes, a still painting <br /> <br />His clothes of the darkest black <br />He holds a book of old <br />A watch on his arm missing the time <br /> <br />A shadow drapes over him <br />The air is stale <br />You wonder what he is waiting for <br /> <br />His arm slowly rises <br />A finger attacked by age extends <br />….YOU!<br /><br />Paul Celano<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-man-in-black/
