"No Direction Home"
by
Brian Cabrera
When I was younger,
I would often drive around
late at night,
singing along
to the Bob Dylan song
"Like A Rolling Stone."
I can remember
gripping the steering wheel
so tightly
as I spat out the lyrics,
so sure
that they spoke for me,
and that I,
in my indignation,
was righteous.
But the years are passing,
and I know that I have done
more than my share,
so that now
when I drive along
and hear that song,
I'm not so sure
that all those daggers
that Bob is throwing
aren't aimed
right at me.