Gated Community

[couchgrouch]

Gated CommunityHe'd pedal past the palm trees on Glitter streeton his squeaky bike with a torn banana seatskid to a stop near an LA cul-de-sacwhere gates opened for Lincolns n Cadillacshe felt trapped there on the outside lookin' insky high mansions were like heaven callin' himsometimes he'd get yelled at by beer-bellied guardswhen they caught him peekin' through the barsof a gated communitythat's safe and securehe longed for opportunitiesto live where special people wererestless and ill-contentsomeday his time'd be spentat a gated communityhe grew up long on dreams but always short a few buckshe'd make his fortune if he could make his own luckso out in the desert he rented a rusty doublewidewhere no one complained about the smell at nighthe sold most of it but kept some for himselftrembling in bed but really he was somewhere elseat a gated communitythat's safe and securehe longed for opportunitiesto live where special people wererestless and ill-contentsomeday his time'd be spentat a gated community now he feels trapped on the inside lookin' outand his dreams chip away at bricks n groutsometimes he gets yelled at by beer-bellied guardswho catch him peekin' through the barsof a gated communitythat's safe and securehe longed for opportunitiesto live where special people wererestless and ill-contentsomeday his time'd be spentat a gated community(c)2006 Robert George