Nowhere To Go
Blazing hot
Blistering my skin
Can’t tell you where I’m going
I can only tell you where I’ve been.
I’ve been in green meadows
On a cool crisp morn
In a hospital near my wife
When our first child was born.
I’ve been to the bar with friends
To get drunk and maybe get in a fight
That’s just normal behavior
For a small town Saturday night!
I’ve been in love once or twice
Before I grew up
My favorite birthday present ever
Was a new little pup.
I’ve been to a high school dance
With my clumsy two left feet
And at that very dance
Is where my wife and I did meet.
I’ve been out on the lake
Fishing with my dad
And at that time in my life
Never appreciating all that we had.
I’ve been to boot camp
With all of the other new guys
I wonder where they are?
Or did they tell me a bunch of lies?
I’ve got to keep going
I need to fill my canteen
There’s nothing but sand everywhere
Sand and sun are all I’ve seen.
I’m so parched…I can barely move
Shap…feet are…hum fall
My arm…pur soi nop
Fop in siz…hot metal.
Pom bo…a pistol…lam bi
Tum…too weak to…
Copyright © Mark Weismantel | Year Posted 2019
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