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En No Manera Not out on the street living in public places like a nomad with no direction home like a complete unknown your invisible and vulnerable

September 5, 2016

 

En No Manera Not out on the street living in public places like a nomad with no direction home like a complete unknown your invisible and vulnerable  —–     like a rolling stone

 

En No Manera      Not  a good way to survive and there is a deadline for being a nomad.   No way if you’re older and more vulnerable to be out on your own with no direct way home. I have been blessed many times by the opportunities to live with a roof over my head. When you feel secure inside and you learn from your neighbors what their fears, hopes and dreams are we break down stereotypes and look out for one another. I would not trade this sense of safety and security for any freedom on the street. Living in Public Places is a nightmare.

 

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you?
People call say ‘beware doll, you’re bound to fall’
You thought they were all kidding you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hanging out
Now you don’t talk so loud
Now you don’t seem so proud
About having to be scrounging your next meal

How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

Ahh you’ve gone to the finest schools, alright Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobody’s ever taught you how to live out on the street
And now you’re gonna have to get used to it
You say you never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He’s not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
A complete unknown, like a rolling stone

Ah you never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain’t no good
You shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on a chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain’t it hard when you discovered that
He really wasn’t where it’s at
After he took from you everything he could steal

How does it feel, how does it feel?
To have on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

Ahh princess on a steeple and all the pretty people
They’re all drinking, thinking that they’ve got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you better take your diamond ring, you better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him he calls you, you can’t refuse
When you ain’t got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You’re invisible now, you’ve got no secrets to conceal

How does it feel, ah how does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

Written by Bob Dylan • Copyright © Bob Dylan Music Co.

There is no excuse to maintaining a facade that living out in public places whether you are a child or a family or a troubled older person, there is no substitute for the sense of sanctuary and safety that we have within our own dwelling.  away from the din, the disruption and disquiet of trauma within the winter of the spirit and the sorrow of forgetting that we all belong and that our life is a finite gift.  It is interesting that social justice people clamour for a place outdoors from here to D.C. and not a way to provide for everyone’s personal health and safety.  HOUSING IS HEALTHCARE

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