No Shoes!

fueled up and ready to riot
but i can't find my shoes
where are my shoes?
I can't go out barefoot!
People will stare at me
well...
….well....
let them stare!
warm tarmac heats my soles
toes wiggle in blades of grass
a splash of mud
a dash of water
rained the previous afternoon
when the sun peaked
out from behind clouds so white
and whistling could be heard from afar
and now it stains my skin
and helps me feel
at one with nature
and life all around
some would say this is heaven
but i don't believe in such things.