OLD WI$E MAN$ TALE ...%$#@&/?/?/?

O.G. Tone

I once lived an in impoverished neighbor hood

Deep down in the dirty south as we say

Everything that surrounded me was pure fucken Chaos

The hood as we call it

Was a terminal Cancer infested with all the deadly trappings

Drugs, gun violence, gang rituals, and poverty

Everything that could drive a normal person insane

This is how I felt everyday growing up

Walking outside feeling like a complete stranger in my own hood

It was so different then

All I had to do was open up my back door to years of neglect

Some days I can literally see the silhouette of my soul slip through the floor

There use to be this old gentleman

That lived at the far east corner of town

He always walked passed my house everyday looked like he was in deep thought

Very dapper older grandfather figure

looked like he had a very controlled demeanor about himself

When ever the older gentleman would see me

He would always ask me how is my day

I would always  return the respect in ask him how is his day going as well

He would say I am well Son thank you

After a few brief words he would continue his journey

On this particular day from hell

Its been a couple of days I haven't seen my old friend

The dapper older grandfather figure

I had needed to talk with a sensible like minded person

About some issues that had came up out my passed

That was haunting me like a ghost

I was outside amongst the everyday bullshit

When a Snake crossed my path

I freaked out in jumped back about a feet or two

Surprised to be seeing this creature cross in front of me

All of a sudden I see the older dapper grandfather figure walk my way

He says greeting's my young fellow

His heavy toned voice sounded Erie like a Vincent Price character

He said Son I never say a lot

We normally exchange a word or two

I am just in my thoughts any normal day

He said to me that he has a particular interest in me

I said why me sir

He said in a lot of ways you in I are a lot alike

He says when he was my age he struggled to find his way as well

He says he knows what I am going through

He says I know its seems like a lot is happening around us

He said but this is life what can we do but live

He said in that snake that just crossed your path is not your enemy Son

I said I don't understand

He says its not rocket science Son

He said be more afraid of those snakes that walk on two feet

He says they are the most dangerous of them all

As I reflect on that great lesson as a grown up now I can only say

That was an old wise mans tale 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: O.G. Tone (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 16th, 2019 15:30
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about a wise mans tale, a lesson to use in any phase of life about whom you can trust in who you cant be aware of those snakes past, present in future.
  • Category: Reflection
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