barefoot calloused feet
pound the campground
dodging the ruts
of spinning carousels
wheeled away-shelf life.

amber eyes whisper
rich men coming
wrinkles hiding shadows
expectant creased smile
seeking tarot fortunes
and tossed dice.

confirming ancient fears
black art knowledge
that never existed
Hatred's rumor creation
trailer's wood shaking
knocking- one word
all it took
'Gypsy' two syllables

scarred amber eyes
caught in innocence
growl in throat
hating offensive label
preventing anyone ever
who might ask
about their story
culture of storytelling
enduring constant hatred.


After image floating
of what was
neon lights blinking
outside spinning horses
inlayed gemstone carriages
Roma-heads down
surving their neverending
carousel- always misunderstood