the mystic ruse in the sanging the blues (a tonal drawing written in poetic form)

the mystic ruse in the sanging the blues

in the faces of them
who they sucking on the nipples
of what they have to pretend
is they fear of what
they is to ever be

yeah but i got the rhythm
i got the rhythm and sung
and i can still do the one
with the other one

begging they taking what’s ever there
in the memory of what they never was
dark hands they put here on they eyes
so the frown they wearing
be all that shown
and what they doing it wont be known
but who got the most rhythm
who got the rhythm and sung
hey!
hey just you watch me do the one
with the other one

they shadows rebounding in vacant lots
with baggy pants hanging low down
brown fingers on hands articulating
‘round round orange balls they circulating
the same old blues rapped up they news
for little children who old
they dont know where they been

but i still got still got rhythm to show
got me rhythm n sung and i can get me some mo
dont care if what else it dont never get done
so long as i can do the one
with the other one
so long as i can do the one
with the other one
so long as i can do the one
with the other one

Copyright © 1993 Asili Ya Nadhiri

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