Vendor Poetry

Break-Age

TYRONE M.

A flower needing water for a long period of time

Dries

A baby needing a diaper change

Cries

But a heart needing love after a long period of time

Erupts/Destroys the

Soul

I REMEMBER THE FIRST DAY

ANTHONY G.

The first day I saw you, you were in pain

I did not know that pain I would gain You took my heart and used it like a mat

I hope your shoes got clean after that

Through all seven years we went on You don’t know how happy I am you are gone

My life is back on track, you took me for a whirl The only thing wrong is now I don’t even look for a girl Between you and Pammy, I don’t ever want to love again

That’s OK, I’m 58 years old

I don’t have much longer to be alone

I don’t want to trust anyone with my heart again After seven years with you, my heart has been slain

Thank you, you saved me from more pain

ON THIS SABBATH DAY (SATURDAY)

TYRONE M.

On this Sabbath day (Saturday) I will pray all day long

On this Sabbath day Saturday I’m close to God/ that’s where I belong

On this Sabbath day (Saturday) I am praying everyone will recognize Saturday as the Sabbath day I’m going to my bedroom/ pray- on the Sabbath day.

On this Sabbath day (Saturday) I pray for (all) the starving people in this world men, women, boys/girls

On this Sabbath today (Saturday) We all should pray -- tomorrow is holy