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My Minor SetBack

By: Joaquin M. Turley, Jr.

I Won’t Forget Cha

I Won’t Forget Cha

It’s just Amnesia

It’s Just Amnesia

I’ll Always Remember

I’ll Always Remember

Like Last Night’s Dinner

Like Last Night’s Dinner

I’ll Be Beside Ya

I’ll Be Beside Ya

So Don’t You Cry Na

So Don’t You Cry Na

It Will Not Hurt Ya

It Will Not Hurt Ya

Even Though It’s a Burden

Even Though It’s a Burden

I Won’t Forget Cha

I Won’t Forget Cha

It’s Just Amnesia

It’s Just Amnesia

Like Last Night’s Dinner

Even in the winter

I will Always remember

See it’s just my minor setback

One that now must involve the both of us

Don’t worry soon I’ll be on track

As soon as I remember

I’ll be once again a winner

I know that once I was your center

And that this door was one we never wanted me to enter

But now that I have entered this room full of life and death

Heaven and Hell, Memories and Nothingness I am stuck

I tried to get out but I could not get the key so I tried using my fist

To bang down the door until I, your Great Grandmother had strength no more

And now my amnesia is lodged in my head

As if it were a splinter

Sucking the times both good and bad out of me

Going back and forth between memories and emptiness

When I stop remembering completely you’ll have to be my witness

See you are now my eyes and ears my dear

Yes with no memories it is as if I am no longer here

But my memories and I will always be present

Within your everyday life and situations

But most importantly within your mind body and essence

Taking those most important daily strides with you

Helping my favorite grandson always find a way through

Street’s Sector

By; Joaquin M. Turley, Jr.

I AM A PERSON TOO

Don’t just walk past me on the streets

You see my sign I know you can read

With your fancy suits and slick shiny shoes

HELP ME

HELP ME

HELP ME

I am diabetic and Homeless

Diabetic and homeless

PLEASE HELP GOD BLESS

PLEASE HELP GOD BLESS

My shots don’t pay for themselves

Pay for themselves

I am barley making it

Making it

Feel like I need to quit

Because I can never sit

I have no where to go home to

I just stand on the corner

Hoping that you will wake up one day and realize that I am part of you and you me

I am one of your brothers or according to the father I am

I only have my backpack my hat and dingy socks on

My shoes are leaning to the side of the souls despair

My hands ache with every stare and every absent mind that passes me by

You think I am lazy or just milking it

You think I was never in your position

I had it all

Had it all

But then lost it

Now I am like a broken record in my street’s sector

Over and over

PLEASE HELP GOD BLESS

PLEASE HELP GOD BLESS

See most don’t realize that it could happen

Could happen just as easily to you

Homelessness is more dangerous then a common disease

Because it does not discriminate

And there are no genetic signs that predetermine who it inflicts

It just comes to any one at any time

So be careful

Be AWARE

Because you could be out here too

Asking those chosen few if they could spare a dime or two

May 5^th

By: Joaquin M. Turley, Jr.

It’s due it’s due

Filling shoes two sizes too big

So many things going through his head

His sneakers are worn with responsibility

Having more than most, having more than I

It’s due it’s due

Having to do whatever it takes to make it

By any means necessary is a part of his daily routine

It’s due it’s due

Growing, growing so fast

Not having the time to come out and play anymore

Wishing he could remember that feeling locked in the past

In the present his bones are aching, tired and sore

From constantly running

Because life’s problems continue to chase him

Anger consumes his being

Sometimes he wishes this life was all but a dream

It’s due it’s due

It echoes, flashes in his head

460, 460 so much for being thrifty

He spends his all, he spends his all because of another

Someone who was supposed to be his brother but decided to opt out the family

Someone who decided to go to another

It’s due it’s due

He spends his money contributing to someone else’s wealth

You think he does it for his health

He does it so he wont be out on the street

The idea of a roof being over his hanging head has become ideal

It’s due it’s due

The bottoms of his sneakers are on fire now

Running under an every growing cloud

His laces overwhelmed with the rain

His life overwhelmed with this circumstance

It’s due it’s due

He and his friend foot the bill for the thoughtless third party

Who did not say a word when he came

Because of this parties silence they carry the burden

They carry the burden

It’s due it’s due

They do it because they must

They do it because they trust

In each other to the fullest

Even if the third is out of the picture and out of interest

It’s due it’s due

May 5^th here it is

They did it they survived this month

But what about June what about this

I guess its back to the fight back to the struggle

June 5^th

It sure will be a hustle