Many, many years ago <br />He was cast out on his own <br />Freedom come, freedom go <br />Nowhere to lay his head <br />No place for him to know <br />He walked all day <br />He walked all night <br />Till he felt a morning glow <br />His pockets peeled out <br />Like ears of corn <br />But he knew he could kiss the sun <br />Feel as pure as a Nun <br />Freedom always has a price <br />Nobody knew, nobody cared <br />Whether he had a nickle or a dime <br />Nobody knew his name<br /><br />Allan James Saywell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nowhere-man/
