I might live in the trees <br />and study the survival techniques <br />of living off pine nuts <br />and whatever else pokes through the snow <br /> <br />But I will not be a a street person <br />I could not make a career of <br />babbling in the back of the bus <br />and asking for spare change <br /> <br />Or I could study the physics <br />of falling bodies from high places <br />far away <br />from where anyone can find them <br /> <br />But I will not be a street person <br />shivering in the glare <br />of a patrol car's searchlight <br />neither alive nor dead<br /><br />Matt Ransom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/career-choices/
