Erika Seetzen-Woods

Decided to drop out

Suddenly he stood before me:
His emaciated figure
Brittle under the weight of his rucksack,
Grimy collar
Caressed by greasy hair,
Adams apple dancing
In his scrawny neck,
Disillusioned eyes
Hiding under a tattered hat,
Wandering soul without any hold.

Obviously in need of the spoken word:
He asked me what time it was.
Suddenly the words were pouring out of him
To me, a complete stranger.
“ I just keep on moving.
Since the death of my mother
Nothing is keeping me at home.
Father and I don`t get along.
I like the freedom of travelling.
It`s not always easy to keep warm
Or brew up a hot cup of tea.

I`m getting to know the land of my birth.
Here today, somewhere else tomorrow.
The rat race is not for me.
Today is my birthday, my twenty-ninth...“
I offered him the bar of chocolate
Which I had bought for my small son.
The `birthday-boy` accepted,
Thanked me
And a smile lifted the shadows from his face.
Off he went on his way,
Laden with the freedom of his wanderings.


All rights belong to its author. It was published on by demand of Erika Seetzen-Woods.
Published on on 04/29/2004.


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