RESIDENTIAL @ 15 DOLLARS Per Month
Part II
Yet some 'Bonus gift' is there ; the noon-time Sun-shine dropping down --or
a slice of dusty sky and greatest of all --the moon , --if weather is kind.
When it is deep night the neighbor- ones drunk, crowd near the gas-light; they shout they cry --they weep , even laugh and some times , demanding all that they lost in lfe.
At least some engaging change ; not bad ,--- perhaps !
Thinking about my aging girl, I raise my voice and sing some spiritual songs
from Scripture . -- the mean of which is even beyond me !
Even recite from Bible, --what Jesus once, said about what ,,,,
Maybe my daughter is not listening or she may be cleaning elsewhere !
But the worst enemy of all --now I find --is the Moon,-- that peeps through
like some whore
That is when when I am so much lost ---for
my worn- out poetic soul is not dead yet I perceive now !
A pack children alaround me ,- sleeping and some snoring, in-spite of my sleepless state
My manual - working wife now sleeping like a log ; Even though myself need some more sleep to face the spineless tomorrow, --hard !
worst of all , we both ,me and my daughter staring at the moon -searching what !
Sudenly the time incites me to recite more of Jesus from Mathews quote
Did I say, ever, before---this 15 -dollar Rent is good ; --I deny
That Moon now seems my worst of enemies and some day may
push my daughter to some unfortunate , dreadful fate !
yet dark Night dominates rthe night and I lament often times
This 15 - dollar - rooms are priced too high and even my dauhter agees with me , at times
and I jump up to my legs and start singing some Scriptural songs
the meaning of which is not even clear to me , unto this time !
( Concluded)
Part II
Yet some 'Bonus gift' is there ; the noon-time Sun-shine dropping down --or
a slice of dusty sky and greatest of all --the moon , --if weather is kind.
When it is deep night the neighbor- ones drunk, crowd near the gas-light; they shout they cry --they weep , even laugh and some times , demanding all that they lost in lfe.
At least some engaging change ; not bad ,--- perhaps !
Thinking about my aging girl, I raise my voice and sing some spiritual songs
from Scripture . -- the mean of which is even beyond me !
Even recite from Bible, --what Jesus once, said about what ,,,,
Maybe my daughter is not listening or she may be cleaning elsewhere !
But the worst enemy of all --now I find --is the Moon,-- that peeps through
like some whore
That is when when I am so much lost ---for
my worn- out poetic soul is not dead yet I perceive now !
A pack children alaround me ,- sleeping and some snoring, in-spite of my sleepless state
My manual - working wife now sleeping like a log ; Even though myself need some more sleep to face the spineless tomorrow, --hard !
worst of all , we both ,me and my daughter staring at the moon -searching what !
Sudenly the time incites me to recite more of Jesus from Mathews quote
Did I say, ever, before---this 15 -dollar Rent is good ; --I deny
That Moon now seems my worst of enemies and some day may
push my daughter to some unfortunate , dreadful fate !
yet dark Night dominates rthe night and I lament often times
This 15 - dollar - rooms are priced too high and even my dauhter agees with me , at times
and I jump up to my legs and start singing some Scriptural songs
the meaning of which is not even clear to me , unto this time !
( Concluded)
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