nomad

nothing’s going on here anymore,
the last is left to lock the door.
a church bell is the only mark,
the old town is now dead and dark.

i can’t stay, i’ll drift away,
i don’t care the time of day.
i’m a breath, a loose leaf torn,
days a passing shadow borne.

loud solitude, light’s fading fast.
i’m a nomad, i’m a ranger,
in my own land i’m a stranger.

angels roaming in the mist, whispering,
i’m still here, i exist, no one’s listening.

make my bed at the river’s end,
light a fire over moving sands;
wade in water dark and deep,
ride the moonlight till i sleep.

loud solitude, light’s fading fast.
i’m a nomad, i’m a ranger,
in my own land i’m a stranger.

i can’t stay, i’ll drift away,
i don’t care the time of day.
i’m a breath, a loose leaf torn,
days a passing shadow borne.

i’m a nomad, i’m a ranger,
in my own land i’m a stranger.


Jackson Lucas ©️2025
jjacksonlucas@yahoo.com