''The Harlem Man''

''The Harlem Man''

A Poem by Tevin Smith

     Every morning He rises at 5
     sits on his bed and look at the sky,
     wondering what his day is going 
     to be like feeling so small feeling so fragile.
 
     As he gets ready to go for work,
     saying to himself if my boss calls me 
     n****r today i'll go berserk
     then he'll really see who's the jerk.

     But what can i do he's way up here
     and I'm way down there
     knowing that if I hit him I'll 
     get something worse than fear

     Maybe lose my job or sudden death
     that you can surely bet,
     then it's back to Harlem where 
     it's hard to make ends meet 
     I'll probably have to lick boots
     or clean feet

                                                                                       Tevin Smith

© 2012 Tevin Smith


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really good i like the last verse

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on September 30, 2012
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