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    ACROSS 58TH STREET

    I'm watchin a full moon dance
    thru my cloudy memories
    truth be told
    times I'd rather do without
    bein tossed about
    and turned in 5 different directions
    lookin 4 protection
    in the Psalms
    I asked David how
    he remained so damn calm
    he never did respond
    it's kool
    ain't no white dove gonna
    land on a rooftop in the ghetto
    'cuz he know
    it's a wasted trip

    Tears form
    in the eyes
    of a man who never learned 2 cry
    gotta be the cold night air
    a momentary blunder
    yet, I wonder
    if my burnin eyes ever learned 2 smile
    even 4 a while
    happiness?
    S--T that's an illusion
    by the time it passes thru
    the filters of a restless urban sieve

    Yo, tell me brother
    how da hell can a man
    be knowledgable enuf
    2 pen the changing of the seasons
    yet not have a clue 2 the identity
    of the entity
    that seasoned his mypic descriptions?
    of a mad house
    near the rail road tracks
    over by the creek
    across 58th Street

    Feelin the cool autumn air
    look-ee here
    sadness is stoppin by
    2 say hello
    yo sadness, will I ever be content?
    He said, S--T, it depends
    just like dog
    he don't like givin answers
    'cuz he make his livin
    selling broken hearts 2 the junkyard
    and leavin you with more questions
    2 ponder
    I'M GOIN UP YONDER!
    no I ain't
    over yonder is the Black Bottom
    ain't even a gas station down
    that hellhole
    S--T, ain't nuthin left 2 rob ova there
    but futures
    I went down there once
    on a dare, see the mark
    on my heart
    that's from the sutures
    hell yeah I survived!
    how? alot of brothers in the Bottom are crazy
    very few can be consistently evil
    so...I out evil-ed they A--S

    Yo, tell me Sister
    can a man love you without lovin love
    if lovin himself ain't ever been defined?
    take your time
    and don't hit me with that poor D'ee stuff
    ain't no need 4 you 2 be kind
    ain't no fast forward or play
    in this brother's life ya heard
    only rewind
    what am I lookin 2 find?
    for starters
    maybe the smile
    a child
    left across 58th Street
    down by the creek
    bout 3 blocks from the basketball courts
    and Longacre's Meats

    Feelin that familiar vibe
    Oh S--T
    look who it is!
    my old faithful friend
    despair
    I see you tore up
    still drinkin from that red Dixie cup
    leaves in your hair
    Momma kicked you out again huh?
    Yo, remember when i was..what 10
    and you gave the only advice you
    gave me in life?
    "women are B--CHES
    men are snitches"
    remember my response?
    i said it all cute
    DAMN POP WHO THE F--CK CAN I TRUST THEN?!?
    I never told you
    but that A--SS WHUPPIN was sho nuff worth it
    one of the few times in my life
    I felt happy bein in pain

    Yo, tell me ex wife
    once upon a time
    love of my life
    what ya gonna tell little one
    about her daddy?
    nah, not now
    when you P-ss-ed
    here's some dead thoughts
    i say it that way 'cuz I learned
    during our marriage thoughts
    can only be conceived
    if love can be believed
    and truth be told
    I ain't ever believed in much of anything
    what? kind of question is that?
    when did I stop smiling?
    ummmm...I was maybe what...
    five or six
    I saw my daddy's blood
    flowin over the bricks
    messed wit my moms one too many times
    and got his face slit
    so dig,
    just tell her
    don't be like me
    last thing I'd want 2 see
    is her lose her dreams
    down by the creek
    across 58th Street

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    • 21 December 2010
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