Bartholome’s Day in the Fields

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Rain is a poorman’s toy.
Do you feel your pain?
Out in the hood’s yard,
trees are growing.
If they only knew who you are
flowerless child. Don’t weep
This is your rhythm.
That’s why we don’t burn you.
You’re sustenance for the weed.

You don’t know how you flow,
Your music. the bees. are. one hour
short ‘f your instance.
Don’t dress yet. hide
in the shade. where later, I may find you.
Alone. together who knows
Who whispers in each other’s

Created: Jan 27, 2010


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