01-10-2013, 11:00 PM
Like psalms telling of hardship and pain,
forbearance and strength from bearing chains.
Blues make me weep for this brutal world
way before the twelfth bar.
Felt the blues to my roots
when I had no boots
and wandered down Nowhere Street;
but they melted away
on my revival day:
I met a feller
who had no feet.
(Inspiration from the Rose Garden of Sa'di)
forbearance and strength from bearing chains.
Blues make me weep for this brutal world
way before the twelfth bar.
Felt the blues to my roots
when I had no boots
and wandered down Nowhere Street;
but they melted away
on my revival day:
I met a feller
who had no feet.
(Inspiration from the Rose Garden of Sa'di)