Enter the Road

Gray sticky warmth wraps Underground
Skies have no stars save hills around
Hardly it can be really worst
It seems that holes have been cursed

Among the mountains there’s a road,
But ugly creature, ratty toad,
Bulks passage, offers rolling dice,
You won’t win, they are from ice..
       . . . . . Enter the Road, kill the Beast!
       . . . . . Even in darkness, in thorough mist
       . . . . . Think all it over, better twice
       . . . . . On way from Hell to Paradise

It maybe dream, which undispersed,
Or maybe flash in one’s mind burst
Shut up your inner coward spies,
Let’s go look for paradise

Do you believe to childish tale,
That dragons crash with thorned tail?
She smiles amicably instead,
Isn’t it pleasant being dead?
       . . . . . Enter the Road, kill the Beast!
       . . . . . Without arms, with empty fist
       . . . . . Look round carefully thrice
       . . . . . On way from Hell to Paradise

You have to stand up face to face
You haven’t to retreat a pace,
Against the monster guarding gate,
Contest the chance of blinded fate..

You won’t catch a world award
Nor satisfactory record..
You’ll only get a piece of lime,
Nobody helps you.. Don’t waste time..
       . . . . . Enter the Road, kill the Beast..
       . . . . .