
In south of Alabama is a town called New Brockton.
A boy from the north gets to the house starts walking.
He explores the area, from street to street.
It amazing how he never gives up despite the heat.
He stays with his loving grandmother.
Caring for her, they help out one another.
He walk to the gas station for some snacks.
See someone riding an ATV in the back.
On Sunday, there is church to serve God
The boy is there to listen while others just nod.
Giving his ears to listen to the word.
After service, there is a feast that they serve.
All that food to fill him up.
Feeling thirsty, He take some water in a cup.
Even though he has his grandmother, he feels alone.
Remembering his friends back home.
He misses them, but he has to do something first.
For him, this the place to get rid of the curse.
He feel as this place has never changed.
During the summer it is dangerous when it rains.
Lightning flashes through the sky while thunder goes Boom.
It feels as the earth shaking along with me in the room.
The boy isn’t afraid but he worries sometimes.
About the people in their trucks passing him by.
He never stay long but he always enjoys coming down.
His Grandmother lets him know, there is no reason to frown.
Waving good-bye to New Brockton, back on the road.
He doesn’t forget but still has a long way to go.

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