Jared Pickett Poet Free verse

Traveler

I've seen Paris
I've seen Greece
I've even seen Venice
money well spent 
to achieve divine peace

I've hitchhiked through the desert
walked the Manhattan streets
played imaginary football with cactus
ran a marathon in a city made of concrete

met many faces 
let many of them go
turned my back, without looking back
poetic verses now grow.

went to a black and white ball in the hills
played basketball in the slums
partied with many different cultures
hell, that's what makes life fun

I've seen prejudice
and all the pain it brings
I've seen blacks and Jews persecuted
in their favor i choose to sing

I've seen the religious ethics
of churches world wide
heard many sermons, different principles
i will not choose a side

traveled one hundred thousand miles
from coast to coast,
swam naked in the river Nile
invited Ghandi, played his host

I have lived in in the ghetto, 
ate my dumplings fried,
spent countless nights at Hilton,
there's a limitless fortune in this mind.

Jared Pickett
10/25/04
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Joyce Johnson August 23, 2010 at 7:55 AM Thank you Jared. If you found my poem and liked it I am pleased and it has served its purpose. This poem is wonderful. I wonder that it hasn't been chosen by Poetry Soup to feature. I will look for your contest winners. Love, Joyce

Farah Chamma July 30, 2010 at 4:04 AM A beautiful write Jared. I love this very much =) One only starts to grow when introduced to different places. farah

Brian Strand July 28, 2010 at 10:05 AM We are all on this journey Jared,like the phrase'ate my dumplings fried.' Life can be a dumpling sometimes.Rgds Brian

Linda-Marie Sweetheart July 27, 2010 at 9:29 PM Well Mr. J. I aim to please and finally an entry u absolutely like.. and I luved writing it for u.. give me some brownie points now...sugar.. with luv always...

C.C Bloomsfield July 22, 2010 at 11:48 AM Hey,so that's where you were,enjoying yourself,lol!lovely to read you Jared,great ideas for my next holiday:) C.C

Linda-Marie Sweetheart July 20, 2010 at 12:04 PM Well now what? I just saw on Dane Ann's blog u have been out of town and I pulled my entry from your contest cause it read N/A and judged YES so I figured u bypassed it .. is there any way to re enter it for judging now? luv..

Linda-Marie Sweetheart July 18, 2010 at 7:57 PM Where are your winners posted ..the contest page is saying NO WINNERS POSTED YET..but the chart is showing u have judged your contest.. I know "Ignition" did not place but would like to see the winners anyway.. with luv..

July 8, 2010 at 8:19 PM This is such a wonderful poem. I'm so glad that you have seen all these wonderful places and told us about your adventures. I like your skinny dipping episode in the Nile. Wish I had been along. lol It's wonderful to know that you favored the persecuted. I enjoyed every word you wrote and you're still my favorite poet and the best. Love Scarlett