Invisible gypsies camp ,dispossessed refugees from real estate
Repossessions,divorces,wars,PTSD,breakdowns
along with folk who just want to live alone among strangers
with or without warrants in our Sherwood Forest
with only occasional fires,assaults,busts,bad weather floods
and an adventure avoiding the Park Police.There is a war upon the poor
and the poor are costing the earth.Jails and prisons,hospitals,asylums fail us
Forests and woods,creeks and rivers sustain us.Detritus follows us.
Many rejected find favor among "the wretched of this earth"
They ,too,are citizens,criminalized via status.Curfews,regulations,laws,limits.
"To be poor seems a crime when the rich own the law".This has always been
Rousseau dreams"man is born free".La Fontaine spins fables of ants and grasshoppers
Thoreau posits Walden.Everywhere,gypsies moved on.Travelers persecution.
Something inside one calls for the key of the open road
So no cage,nor door,nor bar,nor law might limit more adventures
"The road goes ever on..."
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