Time Hijacked Blues

                                 By Rudolph Lewis

I ain’t got that long to stay  on this

idea of my ship drifting in rough seas

above the clouds darken with thunder

The hard news came down centuries

ago when my papa jumped overboard

the Good Ship Jesus, it was his choice

The world can’t stand my singing

on horrors & demons sticking needles

in my lungs, chanting my magic spell

Brothers & sisters keep losing

their balls, keep throwing hope

outdoors in blue-black shadows

with the bath water. Right or wrong

so what if my drop down mama,

just a spoonful, stabbing for tears

I’d rather close my eyes in

a hollow log than to be satisfied

with her snorting that blow

I’ll stretched out in spaces like

my grandfathers in their graves

The blues is my genetic heritage

My mama knew it’s a funky

deal falling down on your knees

hell keeps on kicking, harder

I live inside this me that hates

me, you better leave that wine

alone, Sonny Boy, it’ll kill you

Now Shine spoke his mind when

she dropped her pink panties—swimming

not fucking keeps a soldier alive

My baby can shake her butt, lie

forever, but one morning I’ll

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