He Had Him Out On Fort Street Poem by Dan Walters

I want to lay on a hill top
With a woman, not a girl
Maybe wrap my arms
Around a couple of close distant friends
But I have no clue
As to what I need
And what would be good for me

I want to visit the country
And to visit the city
Then leave the city
In return for my home
Maybe stay a while
But I'm always forced to go

I want to shout to the heavens
'Curses! '
Damned and condemned
To never be
Happy or content