Free Cee a Dusty Old Hurt Road

A DUSTY OLD HURT ROAD

I was steering my car in an un-alert mode
While driving down an old dirt road
My auto was making clouds out of dust
While I was doing that which I must

My hands grasped firmly the wheel
Tightly so as to feel
To feel as I’ve never felt before
As the dust tried to even the score

I arrived in the state of Arizona in a state of disarray
The multi-colored neon lights all seemed gray
The dust had blurred my vision with insistence
As I rode down a road with death in the distance

In Phoenix I felt dead with a head formed of lead
As I lay aching and sobbing in a cheap motel bed
I am now where the word “where” means nowhere
And nothing about this land is ever clear

Everything is in shadows hidden well away
And “nowhere” becomes everywhere I ever stay
My situation is dire and dustiness pervades
As even the grayness of neon eventually fades

I hear them speaking to me loud as thunder
Those whose thumbs I am forever under
The powerful people with class and clever conversation
The regal ones lacking soul and any correct information

Phoenix faded behind me but not so the dust
As I continued to do those things I must
Following the commands of a still small voice
Granted no alternative and absent of choice

That small voice was grown when as a child was I
Growing older meant rules and regulations to defy
I was raised in an alley with my bedroom the street
And only fellow rebellions to befriend and to meet

I was a scrawny baby sparrow tossed from the nest
I was a mosquito, an itch once can’t scratch and a pest
Uptown brings me down and downtown deems depression
As midtown is mired in mayhem while silence is in session

In the appendix of the city is where I now reside
An unessential and dispensable organ of a city that lied
I’ve existed ed in places where living is a heavy load
And alas, I ran over and killed a man back on that old dusty road
© 2012…..PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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