Way Down Home

Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: Way Down Home
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: July/1989


"Son!
If 
I told choo
once,

I told choo
twice -

Don't take
yo ass, 

back down
on 
dah Gulf.

Don't
 choo hear
me 
talk'n to you
son?

you ain't 
listen'n."

Yes, 
um listen'n
Big Daddy.

"Well den,

Big Daddy, 
don't 
want choo

down on dat 
Gulf,

all 
by yo-self.

Son,
dem waters 
are ruff!

dey 
jus bout
take 

my
little boy,

clear 
way from
here.

and 
dat jus 
bout 
kill

yo
Papa -

You 
here what
um 
say'n?"

Yes, 
Big Daddy,
I hear
what you
saying.

"Now, 
you gon play
stick ball,

wit
dem little boy's
righd  dere -

Son,
hear my 
words,

Don't 
take yo ass,

back
down yonder -

Try me
ipp'n you
wan too,

Gon now."

Okay
Big Daddy.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Deremer Avatar
September 23, 2015 at 1:30 PM
I really enjoyed your poem.
Jordan Avatar
October 12, 2015 at 8:40 PM
Thank you Pam, I appreciate your comment. Stay strong, Ken
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