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A Nickel For Your Blues
Copyright © 2004 Rochell D. Hart. All rights reserved. Not
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May 28, 2002
Your breath
Was hot on my neck
As we stood huddled together in a tiny space, in the rain,
You told me of your pains
Through tough dialect
Bruised self respect
And a world that don’t seem to understand you
I hand you
A tissue but you refuse it
To hard to use it
Because I was suppose to pretend like I didn’t see your
tears
Your fears
That were dancing around your face
Like it was the only place
That they knew how to be
You look at me
In love and envy
I don’t fault you for it
Because that stress dress you got? I too wore it
And I know how it feels.
Your frequently flying curse words don’t offend my
spiritual mission soul,
Because like you, my heart grows cold
Too old
Before our time
Sipping cheap wine
On a 15-minute break before I head back to work
And you head back to the place of your hurt
Or at least that’s what you call it
But I saw it
Many moons before this present time
You proclaim to know self but self you seem to not find
As you place trust in those you shouldn’t,
Make promises you knew you couldn’t
Keep – from the moment you spoke it
Now broken
And chokin’
On your own self pity
Of urban grime, street gritty
Lady
Going crazy
And knowing it.
Your pain leaped into my heart
Tore me apart
While I was trying to sleep at night
I dreamed of a life
When I actually could have the power to mend
Bruises left from betraying friends
Loving wrong men
And living flamboyantly in sin
A kin
To notorious people who instilled twisted morale
To a child
Whose mother was dead before she was 13
You scream
In silence
You react
In violence
But I respect you
Because you keep on tryin.
I can not rescue you
But I can walk with you
On your journey to wherever
Is better
Than where you are right now
And somehow
Between me and you
We’ll muster the strength to get through
Your bad times, my sad times,
And eventually we will find
That place
Where we will both be free
To smile again.
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