He paces
With hands waving and flapping
Electric Slide
Humpty Dance
Prayer
His orange hair
pops to and fro
like a bobber
Since prison, he doesn’t like to be kept inside.
He is on this corner early every morning
and again at 3 o’clock
the hour that his Lord
gave up the ghost
He used to be a hustler
Now all he does is pray
Those who sometimes go out of the way
to pass by his corner
shout from the car
Bless you my brother
Pray for us
You know I will!
Flash of smile
Back to his duty
Electric Slide
Humpty Dance
Prayer