Ghosts of the American Road


Posted on Dec 23, 2014

Lord, take my hand,


and lead me to hope.


Where have all my angels gone?


Lost my religion,


And, I don’t know where to go.


Why does redemption take so damn long? (take so long?)




I’ve been to New England,


And down through the South.


The Great Lakes, The Great Plains,


The Great Smokey Mountains.




And, now I feel haunted


By this land that I love,


given to dust.




I’ve looked in every corner,


Coast to coast.


And, it seems every time I get close,


My dreams, they all go up in smoke.


Please bring me my heavenly host,


Cause I keep seeing ghosts.


(c) Kevin Higgins