Vagabond Mantra by Mr. H

by Ashe Vagabond of the Vagabond Express

A submission by a fellow vagabond.

 

Plain like these clothes. You and I.
No more. No home. None the less. More so,
But when we fall!
Oh the glory — the vanity!
Cheers flow. Crowds crawl. Babies brawl!
Insanity — Pornography – Make war!
— watching us fall.
At the edge of one day,
we will go back, and vanish no more
but where?
Homesick,
— Robert!
Maybe not willingly.
Sad. Broken. Nevertheless.
In tears. In plain. And perhaps,
in Vain?
Vagabond, you and I
We will find
-a- home
one day.

 

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