testing God

[bicyclingfish]

"testing God... 1,2... testing God...check,check..."

stolen moments
packing bags
driven harder
nights darker
leaving
leaving

broken down
engine wrecked
restless sleep
sold memories
bus through the south
(freedom riders live again!)

Memphis and airport blues
Sun studios looking for U2
bus through the south
(freedom lives again!)

New Orleans Saturday night
bus station glow
leaving
leaving
left.

I had a Dumpster as a bunker from my new reality
I was homeless
I was hopeless
Stolen from what set me free
(freedom left again...)

I rode on trolleys
Slept on the city bus
Talked to myself
If I hadn't known better
I could've died like everyone else
Testing God with a standard that couldn't be applied
Testing God with a vision that there was another way I could've tried.
I could've cried.
leaving,
leaving?

I couldn't leave.

Wrestling, fighting, rocking in me sleep
Talking, walking, I sold it all cheap
Wanting, waiting, I couldn't help but cry

"Take me home. Let me go home. Let me go."

No jobs, no home, no respite in sight.
I begged and pleaded
I prayed and screamed
I sang
I ate
I talked
I tried
I left

Bus lines that dragged chains...
ghostlands
heartlands
Ozarks
midlands
homelands
home
I'm going home.

There I was. I had tested God, and I lost.

Or not?

 

[zooropamanda]

why does it make me think Mofo?

 

[bicyclingfish]

Huh, yeah, good call. "Lookin' for the baby Jesus under the trash." And much more. Good call.

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Come on, come on! Be good to me...