It wasn't long...

The dust jumped around happily on the road, thrilled by the passing by of the carriage; followed behind it was the whining of the rocks being ran over by the wooden wheels; followed by that a man who walked on the side of the jagged road; followed behind was just a shadow.

It wasn’t long… The evening sky showed her sympathy towards the rocks; her live-giving children jumped out of her arms and fell happily onto the rocks and the man, playing the rhythm of the rain along the way. And it wasn’t long…for the lamps shone upon the jagged stage as the curtain of night unfolded upon the earth.

His shadow managed to get a short rest in the arms of his dark mother. It wasn’t long until he came back to the company of the man as windows along started to light up. It wasn’t long…until the men, white and black stopped in front of big house where the carriage stopped and lifted their head…to see the house of the falling children with their eyes under the edge of their black hat, pondering…

A unity of purple and indigo…with no stars, no moon, no clouds but the cute watery children from heaven; a guy stared upon the same sky from the window of his room. It wasn’t long until he turned his sight away from her who lives above us; away to the orange coloured tar road with cars driven back and forth on it. The children that fell from the sky pulled themselves up, holding tight to the passing rubber wheels, whistling and singing in joy.

It wasn’t long… A car roamed across his sight; a decent, black, single-door beauty who froze the guy in time with her mesmerizing eyes and beauty. It wasn’t long until he snapped out of it when the alarm from his phone sounded and reminded him of the night that awaited him. It wasn’t long for him to finish dressing up and laid a vital, final touch; a cap to complete his uniform.

He locked the door of his room and left the rental sign behind with his rusty. It wasn’t long until both him and his trustful, loyal friend stopped at the junction by a red. As the moving lights passed by in front of him, he stared at the red above him; the 90 plus seconds displayed were the thing he saw before he turned his sight to her above the traffic light, recalling the beauty that stoned him, and wondering…

It wasn’t long... A man with black coat and black pants lost his attachment to the road when it changed its dark outfit to orange… Perhaps so or perhaps not; at least, the road and his black shoes seemed to be very familiar with each other; at least, the black triby hat of his got brighten up by the lights above him. It wasn’t a lonely picture for the friends on him but himself; it wasn’t a lonely for the road and lights but his shadow.

It wasn’t long and the theme of the picture changed; the loneliness of the man and his shadow touched her who lives in heaven and some of her children came to their company. Pair after pair of warm eyes of the cars passed him and his shadow from behind, followed by the children’s siblings who waved to their brothers on him. And from time to time, there were more and more children who hugged him; a cold picture for some, maybe a warm picture for him.

Step by step he walked down the road. It wasn’t long until he held his step. And it wasn’t long for him to turn his sight towards the passing vehicles. It wasn’t long…he stared upon the heavenly her under the edge of his triby hat, thinking…

“It wasn’t long for many things to happen; it wasn’t long for me to feel like crying; it wasn’t long for me to feel the pain of falling down; it wasn’t long…wasn’t long at all…
But I ponder, wonder, and think…
How long would it take for me to get to what I wished? How long would the time left for me? How long would the rough time in my life be? How long would it take for me to know who I really meant to be?
I dreamt to be somebody, I wished to make myself noticed and proud of, at least like the rich but will it be wasn’t long? How long will that wasn’t long be then? How…long…”