Poem.
When I am 80 years old
I’ll be a bum
wearing a red hat, a green shirt
and a purple pant
No money, no worries, no plan,
no future. That is freedom.
I’ll go everywhere I can go
I may be fragile
as my health will be frail
but I’ll go anywhere and everywhere
I’ll go as far as I can go
I ‘ll die on the road
I’ll have
no money and yet no worries
no plan and no future
Oh! that is freedom.
People will look at me and said:
“look at that old woman,
with a red hat, a green shirt
and a purple pant
She is so weird, she may be a bum”
I’ll look at them and gracefully smile
and acceptance.
I’ll keep go on my road
no plan, no future
Oh! that is freedom.
I may have to start to wear
a red hat, a green shirt
and a purple pant
In case I won’t make to the year
I can be a bum
Pomona, CA, 04/09/09
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