Small Town

Small Town

A Poem by ShaunMosley

I couldn't wait to grow up, I was a restless youth
Anxious to see the world I had read so often about but never seen
I wanted to see in color, and this town, this small suffering town was black and white
Wake up go to school, grow old, wake up go to work, grow older
See the same faces, day after day, your entire lives,
Asking how are you in the grocery store, but dreading the answer because you already know
Way more than you would like to.
Its quaint the old folks would say, the place you'd raise your kids they said
Except the only thing I remember from being a child, the memory that was freshest on my mind
was how I never wanted to ever live here long enough to see if they were right

© 2014 ShaunMosley


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ShaunMosley
Just something slid though my mind today...nothing special and certainly not my best work.

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ShaunMosley
ShaunMosley

Baltimore, MD



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I am a 33 year old small business owner. I am originally from Lexington Kentucky and currently residing in Baltimore, Maryland. I prefer reading and writing fiction, and other creative pieces. more..

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