Hobo’s don’t complain

they get their water from the rain

hide through the winter

and surface in the spring

hobo’s don’t complain

hobo’s don’t explain

there are no words to convey their pain

so they avoid people…that can’t comprehend

what would cause a man to stray from a world 🌎 that pushed him away…… and said that he was strange because he didn’t think their way

so he tried to pretend so he could fit in ….. but was  no use ….. the train had lost it’s caboose

so he decided to slip away and make a world where he could stay….and live life his way simple and secure….. with a God the world abhors

over time he learned how to function in this world with few possessions that were distractions from his passion…. living life without the plunder of what people steal from each other

broken hearts and broken dreams ….. dealing with people who would say anything….to grab what they want

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so rubbing the sleep from his eyes

thanks God for the sunrise

and continues on his way

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hobo’s don’t complain

almost david