The Open Road Poem by Gypsy Boy Ravey

The Open Road

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The open road it is my home
I use to wander wide
But now I'm not allowed to roam
I feel like I have died

To tight I'm chained
To tight I'm bound
To long constrained
Tied like a hound

Restrained and restricted
Life within a hole
Confined and afflicted
Freedom is my goal

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dave Walker 24 August 2013

When you are used to the open road, it's hard to stay in one place. A great poem.

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