He ran <br />Fast as anyone can <br />Away from home <br />He chose to roam <br />Didn’t get along <br />But he took his song <br />He ran far <br />Now living in a car <br />Not much company <br />Such an epiphany <br />Freedom rang <br />Every time he sang <br />Sleeping in his car <br />His pillow his guitar <br />Song his creation <br />The road his destination <br />Dreams he has many <br />Doubts, no room for any <br />His heart so large <br />His soul in charge <br />Living in a car <br />Guided by a star <br />As if blind <br />He left so much behind <br />Stubbornly he wanted more <br />Wind beneath his wings to soar <br />Fast foods, fast times <br />Hard hills, hard climbs <br />Living in a car <br />Healing of a scar <br />Like a baby bird has flown <br />Alone into a zone unknown <br />Why he made a dash <br />Was he headed for a crash? <br />He made a hard choice <br />Hoping for one to hear his voice <br />Can this boy sing? <br />To him it’s everything <br />And it will do him good <br />He’s going to Hollywood<br /><br />Alfred Ramos<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-to-josiah-living-in-a-car/
