Tommy Arthur and the 2 trees (part 1)

It was July of '64, I think not long after a bunch of bastards sick with greed, masked as misguided patriotism blew the President's head off I was trying to hold onto my childhood at 9 it becameratherdifficult after that I saw that famous news guy take off his glasses and weep before the nation on our 25 inch black and white Zenith I looked at that guy like a dog looks at something completely askew, something not at all normal that has just entered it's world I was outside, behind my house in Southeast D.C.; Anacostia playing along the incline where the coal made it's way from the old apartment building's basement window opening there was always some that they would spill when loading up to feed the furnace Tommy Arthur; who had criminal written all over him at 16; his greased back jet black hair, Ban-Lon shirts, baggy grey slacks and high-top All Stars walked by with a friend and asked me to show them how I could jump from one tree to another I had done it 100 times, no big deal I reached the top and took my usual look around there was the roof of my house, Sam's Market on the corner, Baby and Stinky playing on their porch Baby still had the cast on her leg from the car that sent her flying She was running across U Street to make it safely to base during a game of 'hide and seek' her brother Stinky? You really don't want to know why he has that name...trust me!

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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