Along Comes a Little Old Lady
who did not sit beside me
but stood in
the side view of me
just to start
with her sad
story of a
husband that pass away
(sorry for your loss, i said )
only to let her ask many
thousands of questions
about me and where i live
saying she knew
the landlord
lisa
(more like, she will say something about her self)
(so you will speak the things, she wants to know)
she said she was on the bus
but i did not see her
she said her backpack
was heavy
but later said it was light!
first the words were of
health
then of crime
who did i tell
if it was a woman
who hurt me?
and the more i talked
the more i knew
she had done this
many times before
she played me
like
the music she talked about
but for who
and the why
my slavery has been
over 30 years
and no one ever
care before
but i have watch
as teachers, doctors, bus drivers, postmen, cops, landlords, Maintenance-men, cashiers and family
do things, i could not
understand
and, Then it hit me
""THE MUSIC'"
it stocks
and bonds, Pay checks for a entertainment community
I am a living free bank...
of slavery
they come in my home
with keys
when ever they need
why would the gov.
stop the gravy train!!??
© 2022 lyricvixen
4-7-2022
Ogden-Utah, Slavery, disfigurement,Library-of-Congress, © a month ago '-pumping-someone-for-information • little-old-lady • red-car • liver-landlord • asking-who-you-told-about-face-attack • how-many-kids
Copyright © Verlecia Fields | Year Posted 2022
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