A bit late, but this is my favourite poem. As a contractor working at many different places i can relate to this, although maybe not with the same sentiment, I've made some good friends over the years at the various places I've worked.
A Song of a Drifter by Barry Crump
I've cut me load, and that's me song,
It's time I hit the track,
I've been around here far too long,
And now I'm heading back.
I'm splittin' from this worn out scene,
I'm packin' up me gear,
I'm takin' off for pastures green,
I'm snatchin' it from here.
I've heard the things they've said to me,
I've bogged meself in stuff,
I've took responsibility
and now I've had enough
I'll drag me hook, I'll just un-front,
I'm heading for the door,
I'm casting off, I'll pole me punt,
I'm not here anymore.
So good luck mate, I'm moving on,
I'll leave this place to you,
And if they ask you where I've gone,
Just tell them I've shot through.
And if we meet some other place,
A stranger you will be,
I can't remember name or face,
They're all the same to me.
I'll greet you like a brother,
I'll make you laugh somehow,
Then one day I'll drift away,
Just like I'm doing now.
Posted By: Ken Breadstick, Oct 6, 23:08:42
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