The Travel

I was sitting on my step and looking at my Aunt's car when this came to me...

The Travel

 

Traveling for miles…sometimes makes my feet hurt.

I get hungry often…but the food is too expensive.

So I am starved…sometimes for a day or two.

I try and warn them when I need to eat.

It’s like a red light that comes on. I cough and I wheeze.

I tremble and shake.

Until my pace slows…and then I stop

 

The people around me are not happy.

I delay their plans.

I want to weep when they hit me.

But my skin is metal against their hits and kicks.

I feel nothing…nothing but the hunger that eats away at the pit of my stomach.

 

I am starving yet they still scream at me to get up.

I try…I really do but hunger has eaten away all my energy.

Why can’t they understand that I must eat.

I will die if I don’t.

Already I can feel the cold…my sight is failing.

Yet they still try to get me up

But it is no use.

 

The doctor is coming…he will come with his tools.

He will know that I need food. He will feed me.

I just have to hold on…hold on…hold…on…

 

There’s something being put in my mouth.

Is it? Could it be? It is!

A feeding tube, I can taste it.

It’s golden liquid as it follows from the tube down my throat.

It hits my stomach…the pain is gone.

The hunger…the…hunger…

 

Praise be to the doctor. The hunger is gone!

My energy is returning.

I can breathe again, move again.

The people are happy.

There will be no more hits and kicks.

No more cold.

 

I am on the road again.

My feet taking me miles away on my journey

With a full belly I can take on the world

So I will travel for miles…

My tires against the black road until it’s time for me to eat again

Author's Note

What do you think?

Reviews

[tigerclaw]

This reminds me of Bob Marley's song Mi Belly Full But Mi Hungry...sometimes we can't be full until we get that one thing that our soul desires.

[Lynx's-Reality]

The ending is one of truth and honesty. It shows the sad truth that the poem starts and ends the same way. It doesn't matter that the person got fed because this scene will just happen again. It is a never ending cycle. This allows the reader, in my opinion, truly understand the implications of this poem. It has a ending that in reality is never ending. The struggle, the pain, the negative judgement will never end. Yet it does have hope that the reader will stop what the poem cannot. Great job!

[WynterPhoenix]

I like this. Though it seems like it's about a homeless person, you also get the sense that it could be about an eating disorder. But that's what makes it a great poem is that everyone gets a different story from it. Great write!

[Poetic Beauty]

At first I thought this was about a homeless dog. Until the end. This was very creative and done so well. The imagery is stunning even though I thought it was about a dog at first. I like the surprise ending thought. It was like one of those ahh moment. Now it know what it is. Great write.

[SpokenWord]

This reminds me of how a homeless person must feel as they want food and have not the resources and everyone around them just pretends not to see them which to them must feel like being kicked in the head, for they are human like us, but if they pass out in front of everyone then 911 will feed them enough so they can move on until they pass out again. Interesting write.

[Tasha]

This truly runs deep, I enjoyed reading.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Why does every nerve in my body tell me this is not about food. This runs much deeper and if it is what I am thinking you have done an awesome job my friend.