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Leaving El Paso
by David Pekrul
copyright 03-07-2005


Age Rating: 10 to 127

  Leaving El Paso
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It was only a sign by the side of the road,
But it said “Leaving El Paso Town”,
Now I wander the highway from dawn until dusk,
Never knowing where I will be bound.

I left Old El Paso the night of the fourth,
November, Two Thousand and Three,
With a ten dollar bill and a pack on my back,
Fulfilling my need to be free.

Now I’m out on the highway hitching a ride,
From one dusty town to another,
Remembering the tears and the words that were said,
When I left both my father and mother.

My childhood was fine and my teen years too,
Over time it just wasn’t enough,
I needed the freedom to go my own way,
Not thinking that it would be rough.

The first day was great, I was out on my own,
The whole world was laid at my feet,
I would fend for myself and believed in my heart,
The adventure would really be sweet.

The next day was better, for in a small bar,
I met a cute girl named Samantha,
I bought her a drink and we started to talk,
And she said she would drive me to Tampa.

Then on the way there, getting low on gas,
We stopped for a bite and a fill,
I offered to pay with what little I had,
But she said she would handle the bill.

She went on inside, I sat in the car,
Just waiting for her to return,
Then gun-shots rang out and she quickly jumped in,
Hit the gas and caused rubber to burn.

Now I’m living each day of my life on the run,
Regretting the seeds I have sown,
With my father and mother in El Paso Town,
Oh my Lord, I just want to go home.


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03-12-2005 Mary -BrytEyz- Ball    

:-( "Let No Bad Happen"... We're Back (A cartoon in my children's collection of many)

Well, I recently watched Thelma And Louise (SP?)... modern day Bonnie and Clyde... and this poem reminded me of it.

Sometimes little choices we make have a HUGE influence on the rest of our lives... like saying two little words... "I Do"

Thanks for suggesting this. You were correct again, I enjoyed it. :-)


03-07-2005 Anthony Lane Stahlhut    

I've been there several times cause I'm living in Texas. Your poem is great and you could go to the police and say you did not know what she was doing! (dye your hair blonde first) This is a fun read. Thanks, Anthony


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