Thoughtful little Town


Know the streets, numbers, things to get around, left to search for quiet hear a music sound..

Seen slums bums where hookers cum course of city days 

VERY MUCH LIKE OUR TOWN. EACH LIVING THING HAS THE BEST KNOWN.

 

          Cool is cool fool bucking rules strung across his way 

                   Janie bring your rack around been a little while  

Laughter loving about free when I see you smile 

          Long ago knew nuns with guns.. bun ‘hoes in city style

                   Shattered phones rude old crones each corner of each mile 

Blues music gotta funk I still listen to Bach 

         Master is a master placed on the artist clock 

                   See three B composing different songs in their socks 

                           Compose what no other can safest of all locks 

Tears for years brave face fears love put through a note 

         Sent to everyone a song no pictures or no quote 

                  My woman never leaves me glad she came around 

Seconds play out years in our ‘Thoughtful little Town’ 

         Mercury set at ‘clement’ faces fixed at ‘smile’ 

Dream to build all will be thrilled some will keep a file 

          Of each fine artistic build, soul at peace, good meal

                   Of the thief who woke one day forgetting how to steal

‘Thoughtful Town’ good music sounds mouth pleases the ear 

                  Hunger met with food of choice Caring for the fear 

                              Gold plenty dreams for many right behind a door

Story told gold came from budget for deluded war

One day financial expense of useless war could feed, educate, heal and give hope for many days.. to everyone.. all around the living world.. Peace Tony

©.AC.22.8.12.arr././

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About cryinforthedyin

I write philosophy and poetry. I postulate solutions for problems..I find similiar things in history to compare to present day, hoping to find a solution to the seemingly difficult task of giving and receiving love. I play music. Blues harp, piano, guitar, electric and acoustic. I sing..I love to sing..Peace Tony
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