Two ways to deal with the blues is song and humor. This morning feeling blue I wrote this word poem to express my feelings about the stuff that has happened to my friends and me recently.
Deep Down New Blues
We sing the blues of the past but I got the Tuesday deep down new blues.
It is Tuesday Morning and I cannot afford a car and am waiting for a bus.
The bus routes have been cut and the buses on the routes have been cut.
It takes me four hours on the bus to get back and forth to my one hour class.
We sing the blues of the past but I got the Tuesday morning deep down new blues.
My friend is sick and I do not know what to do.
She’s got no money and no insurance.
I do not know what to do.
We sing the blues of the past but I got the Tuesday morning deep down new blues.
People say I am angry and whine too much.
I am angry and whine at times
But that is no excuse for ignoring me most of time.
We sing the blues of the past but I got the Tuesday morning deep down new blues.
I say things to friends they do want to hear,
Teach War No More or No Moore War Spending.
But I cannot help saying them when they are happening here at home.
We sing the blues of the past but I got the Tuesday morning deep down new blues.
Politicians say how well they treat poor persons with mental illnesses,
Yet they lock them in isolation cells in jails, cut back funding every year for care,
And the largest home for poor persons with a brain illness is the House of Corrections.
We sing the blues of the past but I got the Tuesday morning deep down new blues.
They say we need more jobs
Yet when I call the county office about food stamps
I am put on hold for hours since there are not enough workers.
We sing the blues of the past but I got the Tuesday morning deep down new blues.
My peace and justice friends talk and talk about peace and justice.
That is good but they fear to disturb or upset anyone.
Whatever happened to “people need to be disturbed, that their consciences need to be aroused,” Dorothy Day said.
We sing the blues of the past but I got the Tuesday morning deep down new blues.
People are dying by violence all around me,
Here on our streets, in Iraq, Palestine, Pakistan and Afghanistan.
Yet guns, drones, bombs reign free.
A few neighbors and local politician decide the neighborhood would be a better place
If teens and young adults cannot not play full court basketball at a nearby county park.
But they did not talk it out with teens and young adults who play basketball on the full court.
We sing the blues of the past but I got the Tuesday morning deep down new blues
I could go on and on but then I will deepen the label and stigma on me
That I am angry, whiner, arrogant, self righteous and more.
Part of these labels and stigmas are true, but I do not care.
We sing the blues of the past but I got the Tuesday morning deep down new blues.
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