this is a poem i wrote one day about a man I saw standing on a street corner.
I saw you standing there
in the dark gloom of a tired stance.
There’s no telling how soon
the gloom of your decisions will fade.
I stare into the azure blue sky
and don’t see any of your gray clouds
The shroud of indecision
has been cut with an incision
through my mind.
I take three steps towards new hope
but away from you.
You fall back on your tired legs
and beg the tax man for some spare change.
Its been too long since you thought about death
and the weight of your breath
and who knows when you’ll decide
to shape up and ship out of this town.
I proceed down the path with five smiles in my pocket
and not one frown.
Cause I’m leaving this town, oh yah I’m leaving this town.
You can have these broken walls, shattered dreams, siren screams
I’m leaving this town,
and not a moment too soon.
I’m leaving this town cause I’m afraid of you.
I’m a rich white suburbanite and you’re Johnny Ghetto,
sleeping in the alleyways of the American Mind.
Only time can tell how long you will live in this hell,
before you leave this town without a frown
and walk away with five smiles in your pocket.