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by Norman
Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Entertainment · #2246037
It looked like I was on my own
Stranded in the back of nowhere
I just looked around
Nothing but a tired landscape
Just green-less, arid ground

Staring off into the distance
Nothing caught my eye
Emptiness to the horizon
Beneath a darkening sky

The lonely road was now deserted
No other car in sight
It looked like I was on my own
To face a long, long night

I knew I should have filled my tank
When I had stopped for gas
But I just got ten dollars worth
Well, this could be my ass

Who knew what critters wandered here?
Just looking for a bite
My senses were on high alert
A case of fight or flight

Just then I saw two headlights glow
I wiped sweat off my brow
It looked like help was on the way
And I’d pull through somehow

Then finally a car pulled close
A window rolled on down
The guy inside was looking grim
He wore a troubled frown

He said that he’d been lost for hours
And could I help him out?
I knew this guy could not save me
Yeah, there was little doubt

He told me he was out of gas
I looked down at the gauge
I doubted it had worked in years
Just judging by its age

Not only was his car no good
He had no food to share
So now the two of us were stuck
A sad and helpless pair

So we sat down to spend the night
And shared a cigarette
This was a low part in my life
As bad as it could get

The stranger talked about his life
The troubles he had seen
As bad as my short life had been
His own was truly mean

He’d been abandoned very young
And that was just the start
He grew up in a foster home
But they had grown apart

The odd thing was he looked familiar
Yeah, something in his eyes
I could be looking at myself
That came as a surprise

And as I listened to his story
A thought began to grow
Could he really be my brother?
Did I really want to know?

I’d heard the story from my uncle
After my mother passed
That she had had another child
And now I stared aghast

Could this be my brother here?
Did that make any sense?
And as I listened to him talk
My gaze grew more intense

He noticed how I looked at him
And asked me what was wrong
I couldn’t speak to him at first
My feelings were so strong

So then I simply smiled at him
And said I was okay
I had to think on this some more
Who’d believe me anyway?

There’s likely no relationship
And yet we’re both the same
We share a common way of life
If not the same last name

And as we spent the night out there
I made myself a vow
That we would help each other out
That we’d pull through somehow

The morning brought us some relief
A local passing by
He gave us gas and wished us well
We were no longer dry

His name was Ted, this guy I met
I told him mine was Bill
We left together from that place
And we’re together still

I treat him as a brother now
I don’t know if it’s true
But we had bonded way out there
The way you seldom do

So way out in the back of nowhere
We got a brand new start
We live the way that brothers do
We’re never far apart

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