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The Blues (Sorrow Poem)
Montana shoeshine man has dirty shoes,
Billie sings “That Ole Devil Called Love”,
The sun is shining but rain falls over me.
Occasional internet frustrates all work,
Every problem is someone else’s fault,
A Groundhog Day of daily tasks undone,
The black dog is with me in this place.
Is it me or is it them I ask myself again?
Today I cannot even die enough to cry-
Guess it’s those old Haiti Blues again.
poem
by
Ian Beckett
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