Early Works - I Should Have Stayed Where I Was

(A man of the road tale of woe.) I’ve got my belongings wrapped in a polka-dot handkerchief on a pole dangling over my back as I walk along this railway track. My clothes are all tattered and torn with patches here and there as I follow down this line with my feet bare. I cannot help remembering what I left behind, because people won’t let me forget. They said if I became a man of the road I’d always live to regret. I became a man of the road or whatever you want to call me and I found what they said was true after all. I found that it isn’t greener on the other side of the hill that I should have stayed where I was even though I’d had my fill. I found that home is where the heart lies and that we should ignore when the call of the wild cries or else you’ll become like me a roamer without a home. Date unknown