Backroads

Backroads

By Lord R.e. Taylor

I don’t want me no asphalt 

I don’t want me no concrete

I don’t even want me no bricks

This is my time away

And I only want me some red dirt

Let my tires know what down home is like

I don’t care where it goes

As long as there is some scrub

And a few crossroad towns

It is the place I want to be

My home away from everything

A place I could die a happy man

© Poem – X/XV/MMXXI