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|Gypsies (standard:poetry, 1124 words)|
|Author: Jonboydub||Added: Oct 24 2004||Views/Reads: 1914/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Basically this about what I have found it has been like to travel as much as I have. The pro's and the con's. It tells you what life has taught me about some people.It is more of a ryhming story than a poem, I suppose it is the same thing though, but enjo|
Gypsies By: Jonathan Pettus I keep running around in this world staying where I can. Some places I want to be and some I frown upon, but don't have the chance to change my plans. I Just have to dance around my options and plant my feet but the roots never get very deep at all. I can't say though that I am not having a ball. So many people I meet as I follow my feet. They seem so intrigued by all the different stories that are coming out of me. They see through their ears as I tell them of my adventures. How I have gone from there and how the hell did I end up here! This town where they cannot stand to be. As they speak about their home they always frown upon because they are bored in this town! Then the danger begins, as these people become my friends! When the stories end! They realize that I have not grown up with any of them! What am I, Shit just the new guy! First, second, and third grade, no I did not come along till after their roots ran deep. They were all boys who trusted each other. So just the same as a book that gets no second look they get bored with my stories of travels. So after a few chapters I just get set aside, because this whole world these days seems to have A.D.D. Fighting for trust I know they can have, but what they see is just someone else who is passing on the street who they meet and say hi. Smoke a doob with because he is cool. I can‘t figure out why I always play the role of the fool. Then the sleep hits them, and when they awake I am or who ever else it is, just a forgotten memory because of forgetfulness when you get baked. It is all the same to this world of people whose minds seem to be so fucking weak and feeble. Why can't they see that we are all just equal? Then maybe my life would not have so many sequels! One word, scapegoat, because I know the meaning all to well, I hate, due to the fact of my roots being so weak! Someone in a group, or somewhere in their loop, screws up, and they look for a way out. Trust gets thrown around in the loop like a shitty joint. They have known and grown with the others, their brothers in life, so long that they look for another route out. So use you imagination, no need in this line of insanely sane rhymes here for me to write out my frustration! Yeah, over, and over, and over the one who does not deserve to get the boot winds up putting his foot back in his boot, his backpack back on his back and finding somewhere else to hit the sack. Relief comes though in the strangest ways. After traveling from here to there for so long in life boredom comes when for to long at once you stay in one place. You dream of seeing a place that you have not seen before, but still the ones you leave behind you still adore. For some reason no matter what they may do, no matter how bad it may be, where you have just been a little piece of you has just been torn and left behind. You cannot deny what was once inside. You must move on and you know what, nothing is as beautiful when a new day dawns. Just give one big yawn, buck up and move on! On the horizon you see the next town as you run around in circles at the excitement of not knowing where you are or what you are doing. Now all you need to find is the next bar! After a few you get your start to part yourself in so many ways. Hoping the first individual you meet is decent. Due to the fact of what you have learned in the very recent past season. You learn to read people after a while because you have met so many personalities after traveling so many miles. Then again interestingly enough you tend to love everybody because they are somebody who personally I would like to know and see how they flow in this part of what we call society. This person will lead to the next, and this very person in my life may very well be the next test. Somewhere down the line I may find a kind soul who I can sit back and rewind all the facts of my being and soul. Then we can slide down the pole to the next part of the relationship in very intricate friendship. How unfortunately fortunate for me though I may trip and slip once again on boredoms strong power to devour and as to it I cower. Turning a place I favored just a little bit sour, but not in a bad sense just in some form of past tense. From all of this my roots have gown deeper and I have been empowered to leave my shoes planted underground there for a while just like a tulip bulb. So I grab a new pair of sneakers. When I once again return there I can find and dig them up and unfold the life in that place. Enjoy for a while the memories of a place I had been before. Maybe even Lora will be there and I will be so pleased once again to be with her and that I will definitely adore for evermore! God only know how I yearn for that moment of atonement! Until those times come I will keep on going on and these rhymes I will keep on sewing. To get me threw all the different situations that keep on happening and blowing me around from town to town. This little rhyme may make you think that I am down, but that my friend cannot be further from the truth. Although I seek something that is out there which yet is to be found. The journey has brought me so much freedom that no government, speciously the one in Washington, will ever be able to muffle the sound. So to all of you out there in this beautiful world that God has given us! Do not ever at any moment think that there is nothing out there for you! There is always another place with something new! A new dream to be found and a new person with whom you can find another to yell loud and proud together, “ You can not keep us down!” Tweet
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