Asphalt Nomads
Asphalt Nomads
By David J Walker
The nomads of the asphalt travel
In the dying light of the day as
solitary nova’s with
Walmart shopping carts
Knowing where to find discarded
Treasures
Asphalt nomads
have no numbers they answer
To many names they laugh at
Your concerns for their welfare
The asphalt Nomads
marvel at the speed and ease
Of a stolen bicycle and
The meal at the Methodist Church
Is gourmet
The asphalt nomad
Knows forever is today
And each today will last a
Lifetime of forever’s
Without birthday cards from you
The asphalt nomads
Freely roam the streets
In the early mornings
Before you are ready to
Begin your day
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