A Junkie is Born

A Junkie is Born

I hit the road just me and my pack

everything I owned on my back

to see what I could find

and to leave my old world behind

I've seen this old world as I've never seen it before

I've done things I would never do' I swore

I met the junkie and the boozer

along with a few other of Life's losers

I smoke his grass, I drank his wine

I listened to his Life story and heard mine

I've shared his dreams, I've known his sorrow

I cursed today and prayed for no tomorrow

copyright 1973 hippiepoet69