about a road that was built centuries ago and is witnessing how the world around it changes .
paved with hands with care engraved with sweat and tears stone by stone brick by brick thin or thick
people pass feet by feet on me to the far open street travelers, traders, and knight all almost alike pass by my narrow way they were pleasant they were ease and always planted trees all I could see was green people pass day by day year by year and oh dear! things have changed we’ve entered another age where things are dark and they can only wish for the past. .. (I hope you like it! I know it’s not that great but it’s one of my first poems so feel free to comment on what you think about it!)