Sunday, December 11, 2011

Philadelphia

A poem inspired by a sweet friend with help from a rhyming dictionary....

Philadelphia, Philadelphia how I love you.
Every corner my mind must attend to
with your Brotherly love and diversified crew
which I will attempt to break down for you...

The goal of the artists to make a break through
with their beautiful paintings of purplish blue.
No category too large for them to dig into
including meat shaped like states or garbage art debut.

Then we have the businessmen and their economic point of view,
Their eyes on the prize of their financial accrue.
The ways of the privileged they are thoroughly used to
Let us pray that the Spirit will make them anew.

And of course are our neighbors, a most beautiful motley crew
composed of many colors, languages, and tattoos.
With children with children and racial taboos
the least of their worries is rent overdue.

And Monday through Friday preschoolers cries I subdue
with developing minds and motor skills all askew.
I have already mastered the tying of the shoe
and avoid like the plague the ominous stomach flu.

But there seems to be missing something very true.
Perhaps it's the mountains or Appalachian dew?
Perhaps it's a friend I miss talking to!
No it's actually quite simple, the answer is YOU!

Sincerely, your boo.

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