they sold the drugs to the connection
the rolls royce is the connection
then captain america and billy the kid
hit the road on their harleys
life is the neverending highway
roaring to the unknown
and the pot is neverending
the highway is life
as they look for the rainbow
travelling across america
and joined by a drunken lawyer
searching for the freedom that is life
showing him grass that is their joy
the neverending trip
to the cemetary with the hookers
without their rolls royce
still searching for freedom
the freedom that is life
the american dream
the market place
continuing along the highway
confronted by rednecks
who shoot captain america and billy
along the highway that is life
3 comments:
This is so much like the Beat poetry I like.
I like it!
Hunter S. Thompson and Kerouac rolled into one hog-riding devil's angel... You captured a lot in this poem. Nicely done.
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