There is a distant land I once was from.
Hostility emanates from my new to old
Ominous sounds to those who don't blend
Matchless no matter how I try to light
Assertions that I am the alien beast
Smelling out of place
Michigan is my unforged home
Atlanta the metro I raised my young boys
Rockmart was the way between
Then the city that was Black and Shear
Into later the county Pierce
Next back to the city and interneted life
Straight the path that leads to the Way of the Cross
Theater is all there, as is work and church
Restaurants and movies and stores and such
And everywhere
I go
Trains disrupt the flow of life
Nice!
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