tell us again
the stories
of
how true love
endures all
how
dreams
often
come true
how
logic and truth
can
overcome evil
and
corruption
oh
and
don’t forget
the one
of
how there’s
some good
in
everyone
and
i do love
the
justice for all
mythology
those stories
make
my blood
run
cold
these
dark
scalding
puerto rican nights
unintentional
this collection i now have
brand new aches and pains
it’s a simple scheme
absorb their every moment
they’ll love only you
ain’t worth
a hill of beans
can’t chase rabbits
anymore
too hobbled for that
and
even
the cat
now
parades
unafraid
in front of him
stopping from time
to time
to lick its paws
yep
that old dog
has lost a step
or two
can’t even see
who’s coming in the house
be it
friend or foe
he just wags his tail
and
grabs his stuffed toy bunny
recalling no doubt
the days when
a good toss
meant
a romp across the yard
and
retrieving it
was rewarded
by
a pat on the head
or
better yet
a belly rub
he’s surely
knockin’ on heaven’s door
has to be helped
up the steps
and
needs a ramp
to get into the back
of the truck
one lady said
i should
put him to sleep
i said
doc says he ain’t
in no pain
she said
there’s nothing left
but
i said
he’s still
full of love
though you may believe
that life ends with the last breath
i can assure you
that it can end before that
that time when all hope is lost
when love’s protection
suppresses that which is loved
it handicaps all
the brown bag prophet
said
when i was young
it was
illegal
for a black
to marry
someone white
though
some brave souls
did
and
were punished
in ways
most cannot understand
but then
the laws changed
and
blacks
could marry
anyone
but
they paid
in ways
most cannot understand
now days
it’s politically incorrect
to mention race
or
gender preferences
unless
you’re one of
the president’s men
who clearly
state
you’ll pay
in ways
most
cannot understand
