The story of the troubadour

Venturing down miles of roads

Fighting narrow minded corridors 

Rising from the earths floor

Deplored at first 

Then adored 

Sharing stories

Unearthed tragedies 

More and more

Spent money rolling through pockets

Hoping for a tight lock in

But lyrics and stories can not be stop’in 

If I can make it through this week

The next and onward

Writing for context

Without a known

Prefix

With eyes that will suffice 

While I spin tires 

Trying to get wise

Back and forth side to side

We are here together

On this wild ride