Staring At the Coat

And I awoke with my eyes Opened the wardrobe and stared My coat stared back from the hunger Shoulders slumping and the hanger straining The steel metal wept with rust Stained my eye with turpitude And I awoke with my mind Ten years, same spot I turned my eye miles away The woe I never wore you Till you rusted your trust The coat my Ma gave me Mama, Son, said she The sanctuary is here See you at the church and let me smile That Sabbath I wore it And now I know it I wish I tore it Ten years Man Never been to Church! Quite cold and I stretch my hand Yet I sweat with my mind As I stare at my staring Coat!