Walking The Highway At Night

Walking The Highway At Night

written by: DeWayne Moore

@MtZionFund

There must be a better place than this
One day I said to my friend
Everything is moving so slow
Feels as if it will never end

With smiling faces, they take my life
Ignorance negating my birth
All so twisted in prose and verse
Nothing matters if I have no worth

Is the truth no defense?
To my friend, I bellow out
There are so many others too
Who also want to scream and shout

So we stay around this place
With no time to sit and wait
Something must be done right now
Before it gets too late

Walking the highway at night
Always with an open eye
Many cars and people pass us by
Every time it happens we deny

Now out in the elements, we walk
Having been cut off at the knees
I ask my friend if we’ll be all right
He says, “Further down the road we’ll see”

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DeWayne Moore

Having received his master’s degree in from Middle Tennessee State University, DeWayne has spearheaded the renewed efforts of the Mt. Zion Memorial Fund, a private research and memorial organization since 2010. He completed his doctorate in History at the University of Mississippi in May 2018. He has contributed articles to Living Blues magazine out of Oxford, Mississippi, Blues & Rhythm magazine out of London, and the Frog Blues & Jazz Annual out of London, and he is revising his two monographs that expose the silences in historical scholarship pertaining to the black freedom struggle, the blues, and blues tourism in Mississippi by detailing the careers of African American activists and cultural brokers as well as the events from which blues tourism emerged in the 1970s.

Latest posts by DeWayne Moore (see all)

• It’s Over - August 5, 2019
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• Walking The Highway At Night - September 25, 2018