The stairs mount to his eternity
the rotted floor, the dripping faucet
all now abide within him,
the cracked ceiling, the rusted bed in his dark squalid chamber
abide with him now
in the hour that is upon him.
The balance is tenuous
as his twin comes running after
the infant he let unprotected go
-the hail of steel, stopped for a moment, lurks in the shadows.
The staircase turns and panting turns
the completely vile woman assails him
throwing livid screams from her den
far up the dark filthy hallway
until she hears the twin come running after
and falls sobbing and sen
*The career of Satchel Paige, the legendary baseball pitcher extended into five decades.
Sometimes I feel like I will never stop
Just go on forever
Till one fine mornin
I’m gonna reach up and grab me a handfulla stars
Swing out my long lean leg
And whip three hot strikes burnin down the heavens
And look over a God and say
How about that!!!!
