He - wandered life’s paths aimlessly He - was just another face on a busy Baltimore street She - floated in on a summer breeze She – lifted him from the gutter And calmed his stormy seas She - stole his heart And locked it away and He – didn’t seem to mind She – gave him reason to write And reason to fight He – held her close in the fading light He – promised he’d never leave.
He – returned home, To learn, to grow, He - felt absence as a knife between ribs He - cursed the gods The buddahs and the allahs He – just wanted something to go right. She – told him that everything would be alright He – didn’t know if he’d last the night. He – felt his mind toss to and fro He – simply had to let her go.
He – thought it was for the best and when He – realized his mistake She – was already gone.
He – is alone Oh so alone.
I read this poem aloud, you can listen to that here: https://soundcloud.com/blaxstronaut/he-spoken-word-poem