Saturday, September 21, 2013

Slow Traveler

This highway is dark,
I'm scared as hell,
All the bends are blind,
Cardboard sign says, "Help"

I'm a hitch hiker,
Just my thumb and feet,
Please take me home,
I beg for your back seat


I'm a highway tripper,
Not a highway man,
I've got my worn-out Bible,
And questions in my head

I used to be the driver,
But I ran out if fuel,
Now I'm a slow traveler,
Just waiting for you