Jan 2012
hey!
you lookin’ at me?
like you would if I wasn’t here
is it my stewed stench you fear?
you lookin’ at me?
you wonder at all where I been?
or if I committed the original sin?
you lookin at me?
like I’m some bug you gotta crush
or some load you forgot to flush?
you lookin at me?
how ‘bout I sit beside you in your holy hall?
would you then know you too could fall?
you lookin’ at me?
**** no
I ain’t even here
you lookin’ at me?
like you would if I wasn’t here
is it my stewed stench you fear?
you lookin’ at me?
you wonder at all where I been?
or if I committed the original sin?
you lookin at me?
like I’m some bug you gotta crush
or some load you forgot to flush?
you lookin at me?
how ‘bout I sit beside you in your holy hall?
would you then know you too could fall?
you lookin’ at me?
**** no
I ain’t even here
another work written in a Langston Hughes mood--inspired by the image at this link--one of many by El Paso photographer T Bell, whose poignant photos of the homeless never fail to move me...I encourage readers to look at this picture Terry has provided the world
http://www.flickr.com/photos/t_w_b_50/5708472187/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/t_w_b_50/5708472187/
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spysgrandson
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