Jan 272014
 

Folks playin’ through pain
on the ball field, in the foxholes
Servin’ fast food for 17 hours
in the nursing home
In the ghetto
still rryin’ to be a friend
when folks are desperate
completely alone
but they step out the door
and try to taste the wind
Breathe in, breath out
breathe in

%d bloggers like this: