The Continuing Adventures of the Hitchhiker on the Road to God

Photo: Guillermo de Manuel

PART TWO

The hitchhiker got up from the highway

And watched the Chevy pickup speed away

Clutching the cross which she thought was a knife

He kept on walking in search of his wife

 

She was taken from him in December

Right at Christmas he’ll always remember

He was told by Christians she was with God

But to him that was like the Land of Nod

 

Yet he kept walking the road of the dead

When he saw the pickup stopped up ahead

He approached it with caution and dismay

It was the woman who had sped away

 

She said from over the passenger side

‘I’m sorry friend that my heart and mind lied

I see now that you are a soul in need

And it’s always been my God-given creed

 

To do what I can for one’s salvation

So forgive me for my hesitation

Get in the truck and let’s go find your wife

May this be the first day of a new life.’



  ➡️ PART ONE  of the Hitchhiker on the Road to God.


 

Hitching a ride on the road to God

PRETTY WOMAN IN A CHEVY PICKUP

He was a hitchhiker man

Year unknown somewhere back when

All his family was all dead

He had no money no bread.

He was walking for hours

Looking at wildflowers.

Chevy pickup pulls over

Pretty woman leans over

Where are you going Bud?

I’m trying to get to God.

Get in friend I know the way.

Damn, he says, my lucky day!

She sees something in his hand

She’s alone in a bad land—

It looks like some kind of knife

She hits the gas to save her life

Knocking him back on the road.

Life again is a heavy load.

Shaken, dazed and at a loss

In his hand a simple cross.