Circumstances don't make a man,
They reveal him.
I've been talking to my former mother-in-law and thought I would include a poem/song that her son, my late husband, Robert Lee Campbell, Jr. and I collaborated on c. 1993.
The call of the streets
Is begging me
Come to me
Walk with me
Keep me company
I'll take you wherever you want to go
With me you can me free
There are no rules, no deadlines
No responsibilities
Come to me
Walk with me
Keep me company
Alone with your thoughts
You will see
I'll pass no judgments
Just let you be
Come to me
Walk with me
The call of the streets
Is begging me
It says I can forget there
The pain life's handed me
Walking in the middle of the road
A broken white line to lead my way
The echo of my bootsteps in my ear
The moon as bright as day
Those old hurts just never seem to go away
No matter how much I drink
The streets keep calling out to me
To walk with them and think
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