Monroe Dispatch - No Struggle, No Progress

"Still, You Didn't Run" (The Boomerang Poem)

 

March 18, 2021



It’s 5:00 in the morning, breath stinking and I’m yawning, but something is on my mind

My eyes are all puffy, my nose is all stuffy, proving that even thugs

cry.

As much as I try to deny it, and my heart refuses to buy it, the numbers ain’t telling no lies

I have to face the facts, that when I trace my tracks, it’s impossible for Jr. to be mine.

Now, I ain’t gone act a fool, gone still take him to school, and give him money for his lunch

Ain’t gone walk out that door, treat you bad no more, or leave you in a crunch.

Now, I see how you must feel, when the truth was revea...



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