Don’t know why there no sun up in the sky, stormy weather.
Since my man and I ain’t together, keeps rainin all the time.
Life is time, the time. So weary all the time.
When he went away the blues walked in and met me.
What happens when an old black man,
Toothless and raggedy,
Walks into a bank, catches
Some young, white, middle-manager's ear
With a slurred tale of coins
Hoarded from his wife and kids
(Who would only... THRIFT by Cornelius Eady