watch out for nomads

loneliness has a stink

that’s the way

it seemed to me

walking the streets of a new town

trying to find a place to be

faces turned away

not like a new kid

in a new school

everybody wanting a piece

hear the new kid story

somebody who’d broke free

adults have the warning built in

beware of strangers

don’t take the open hand

watch out for nomads

they come to steal

thieve your women

take your land