Good Will stolen..


A Tony-office Barney's

Life always will be struggles some folks run when tricks or juggles cannot tell of.. or excuse as said..

When felt tears on cheeks performed wet from heartache.. living storms.. thunder where no words for heart or head..

Places that you thought to hide.. conceal true on.. a pregnant bride.. true as beauty yet a gossip word.. makes young mother gutter bound.. auntie powder’s social sounds.. beauty hidden behind tales absurd..

Mother child a family.. chained by blood.. will always be.. beyond words each moment sad or good.. brothers met in snowball streets Uncle Joe.. WW2 fleet.. blood to blood protect is understood..

Poverty made in greed.. gossip excused denies need.. powder cushions brings that steed relief.. Bobby there from just downstairs.. got a pistol to prepare.. to be a robber and a thief..  

Been written in laugh and frown.. a mother’s plea.. son’s gun a town.. smiling faithless ladies safe in bed.. laid for bangtail ran a bill.. had a good time.. every thrill.. then came time to pay.. leave in good stead..

Laughed he did then turned away.. said ‘thank you ma’am for the play.. learned a thing or two I never thought’.. ‘mr. best you pay your bill.. a thief steals money.. and good will.. you bluster so.. as done.. so you are caught’..

Moments came man saw a test.. to pay up would have been the best.. he looked at white expression of the whore.. gauged his speed.. a little flinch.. a gun report.. a hole one inch.. blood splatter over wall.. window and floor..

The moral is as always done those who bring trouble steal the sun just to have a story for the crowd.. services at Christian Bend.. his fiance will not attend.. his mama and her mother wailing loud..

 Another story as time passed.. last good thing.. that piece of ass.. another youngster paid for ‘fool’s delight’.. for a flower bees may sting.. in a hive.. honey they bring.. in mind or on the street say ‘do it right’..

Peace Tony

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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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