Tale from a Vagabond

The train's horn blares as it reaches near the distant town

awoken under the sun's beating glare the vagabond frowns

at the baby blue sky, and the deep brown ground.

His life is simple, works in unemployment with no job and no one to hound

only the sweet magical melody of the grinding wheels sound.

never a set destination, he is forever bound

to the world which always turns around

to create a new environment full of different faces, buildings, and forests to surround.

He has no quest, no adventure, and he has no interest in obtaining a crown

nor does he seek to create the perfect story with all the right verbs and nouns.

If he were to write a story it would begin with a man who drowns

or maybe end with a man who fell from a building to learn he can fly instead of falling down.

Somewhere in the mix that man would meet a terrifying clown

who had no shame for he wears a dirty gown

then he would ask, "what are you doing here?" all the while he would respond "i'm lost and need to be found."

At this point the vagabond has wandered into the Earth's never ending mound

A place full of restless souls who can't rest because of they're too proud

to say that they're dead and join the never ending crowd.

The vagabond CHOOSES to leave to find a serene place because here its too loud

so he leaves to find his own way among the restless to enter the darkest shroud

to unlive a simple life, to find the easiest way to traverse a landscape to be plowed.

Author's Note

all i'm looking for is any awkward lines, or any lines that you like in particular!