05 Sep 2016 – Keep Moving Forward

When I got started
I was on my hands and knees,
just moving forward.

They laughed and pointed,
said I didn’t know the way
and had no compass.

As I got older
I got sold some fancy gear
I soon discarded.

I am a nomad,
more at home with skies and stones
than steel and neon.

Shop keeps and farmers?
I was born to chase the storms
down desert highways.

Keep moving forward.
Death will churn your bones to dust
if you’re caught sleeping!