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Street Roots • Dec. 22-28, 2017
Poetry
One Memory
Joy to the World
by Woods
by Michone Nettles
This moment, being around people who are nice and
Just wonderful human beings and my woman my rock
Being here with her out here, it’s cold but we make it
With what we got. Just waking up to the person you love
aying good morning babe followed by a kiss.
Then to Street Roots for coffee to visit the family
Talking, laughing, sharing .
I never want to lose this memory because
I never want to forget this place or the people around me.
This one memory I want to keep
To tell my young ones about this
And how happy it made me feel.
Your face tells no lies
Smile at the world of trees,
My support.
Everybody needs somebody sometime.
Sunshine blue sky, don’t go away.
Another day comes for you,
And children on earth jump with joy.
Joy to the world. Let love cover the planet.
Heaven and nature sing!
My Special Talent
by Peter Salzmann
Should I make something up about myself and
make it true? I don’t really know anything. So I’m
going to build a cage and you can put me in it. I
don’t think so. I am nobody. I am free. God alone
knows where I came from. When I leave, you
won’t know where I went. I am nobody and
nothing. I can be anybody and have anything.
God owns m e, like the earth, the sky, and the
pigeons. I could go off and do just anything.
Your Prayers Aren’t Helping Me
by Bryant King
I was hungry, and y’all formed a humanities group
And discussed my hunger
I was imprisoned, and y’all slipped off quietly to your church,
And prayed for my release
I was naked, and in y’all’s mind,
You debated the morality of my appearance
I was alone, and y’all left me alone to go pray for me
I was homeless, and y’all preached to me
Of the spiritual shelter of the love of God
Y’all seem holy and close to God,
But I am still homeless, hungry, cold, and lonely