<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368070" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Blues</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Those five or six young guys<br>lunched on the stoop<br>that oven-hot summer night<br>whistled me over. Nice<br>and friendly. So, I stop.<br>MacDougal or Christopher<br>Street in chains of light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A summer festival. Or some<br>saint's. I wasn't too far from<br>home, but not too bright<br>for a nigger, and not too dark.<br>I figured we were all<br>one, wop, nigger, jew,<br>besides, this wasn't Central Park.<br>I'm coming on too strong? You figure<br>right! They beat this yellow nigger<br>black and blue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yeah. During all this, scared<br>on case one used a knife,<br>I hung my olive-green, just-bought<br>sports coat on a fire plug.<br>I did nothing. They fought<br>each other, really. Life<br>gives them a few kcks,<br>that's all. The spades, the spicks.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My face smashed in, my bloddy mug<br>pouring, my olive-branch jacket saved<br>from cuts and tears,<br>I crawled four flights upstairs.<br>Sprawled in the gutter, I<br>remember a few watchers waved<br>loudly, and one kid's mother shouting<br>like 'Jackie' or 'Terry,'<br>'now that's enough!'<br>It's nothing really.<br>They don't get enough love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You know they wouldn't kill<br>you. Just playing rough,<br>like young Americans will.<br>Still it taught me somthing<br>about love. If it's so tough,<br>forget it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Derek+Walcott">Derek Walcott</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368070" data-title="Blues de Derek Walcott" data-description="Those five or six young guys lunched on the stoop that oven-hot summer night whistled me over. Nice and friendly. So, I stop. MacDougal or Christopher Street in chains of light. A summer festival. Or some saint's. I wasn't too far from home, but ..."></div> </div> </div>

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