“The handprints of those whom dared to build the road, long ahead” Gun Roswell Handprints on the pavement The structure made of concrete The dreamer builders whom did not sleep Building their roads, long and winding Leaving their marking, the prints of their making Hands, as it stands Even names…

“The rain is here again, falling the way down, sometimes heavily, sometimes slow. “ Gun Roswell Raindrops, heavily on the window The rain is upon, heavily now as is the storm, the weather having gone, from totally hot, to still warm to freezing cold, the winds gusting all around…

“The orange bike is certainly smart, visible from far and near, never having to fear, people falling under the two wheels” Gun Roswell The Orange Bike The bike with two wheel and just a few manual gears and a customised steering wheel, no electrical circuits, nothing electric at all, just…

“River runs slow at night, never a fright, even if a deep dive you wanna take, just outta spite” Gun Roswell River slow, night time low The night is upon, and nothing will get done, as it is, two in the morning, with low expectation of sun, still there might…

“Just watch it peek through, the light, so powerful, no shadow can hold it from bleeding through“ Gun Roswell Shadow and the light, ever so bright The darkness defending the land, with its cold hand, touching all in its path But not even the most darkened shadow can last, when…

“Go climb a rock, or not, because those look kinda dangerous… “ Gun Roswell Rocky roads ahead Rough seas, or at least, wherever the waves hit the rocks, or perhaps those are mountains, growing from the water’s surface? Whatever they are, they seem so very large, going around them, could…