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A Nickel For Your Blues

Copyright © 2004 Rochell D. Hart. All rights reserved. Not
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without written permission from the author. See author's
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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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