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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=527840" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jazz and The Hobo</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was a Saturday morning <br>And you were 19</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and you were racing along <br>Victoria Street having just left </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Victoria Railway Station <br>on your way to Dobell's </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jazz Record Shop <br>moving quickly </div><div style="margin:10px 0">through the sea <br>of humanity </div><div style="margin:10px 0">thinking of jazz <br>and what record </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you were going to buy <br>at the shop that day </div><div style="margin:10px 0">imaging yourself <br>fingering through LP sleeves </div><div style="margin:10px 0">taking a mental note <br>of which one </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you might buy <br>a John Coltrane or Miles Davis </div><div style="margin:10px 0">an Art Blakey or maybe <br>a Dizzy Gillespie </div><div style="margin:10px 0">a jazz record being played <br>over the loudspeakers </div><div style="margin:10px 0">in the shop <br>you mingling with others </div><div style="margin:10px 0">in the crowded place <br>when this hobo stopped you </div><div style="margin:10px 0">taking hold of your jacket gently <br>and said </div><div style="margin:10px 0">have you got some small change <br>for a sandwich? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">no <br>you replied </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I haven't <br>and rushed on </div><div style="margin:10px 0">through the crowd <br>fingering in your pocket </div><div style="margin:10px 0">loose change <br>silvery coins </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and his voice <br>in your head </div><div style="margin:10px 0">as you raced along <br>and your conscience </div><div style="margin:10px 0">nagging you <br>maybe the voice </div><div style="margin:10px 0">of the believed in Christ <br>so you stopped </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and turned around <br>and made your journey back </div><div style="margin:10px 0">through the people <br>passing by </div><div style="margin:10px 0">your fingers taking hold <br>of the coins </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the silvery loose change <br>and there he was </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the hobo asking others <br>the same question </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and they too went by <br>shaking their heads </div><div style="margin:10px 0">or saying <br>no sorry no change </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and you took his hand <br>and put in the loose silver </div><div style="margin:10px 0">into his open palm <br>and said </div><div style="margin:10px 0">here go buy yourself <br>a sandwich or whatever </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and you turned <br>and left looking over </div><div style="margin:10px 0">your shoulder <br>and he stood there </div><div style="margin:10px 0">staring at his palm <br>and the coins shining </div><div style="margin:10px 0">in the morning sun <br>and then you looked ahead </div><div style="margin:10px 0">thinking of the record shop <br>and the LPs and the jazz music </div><div style="margin:10px 0">being played <br>but deep down </div><div style="margin:10px 0">in some other part of you <br>you knew you'd given </div><div style="margin:10px 0">to one who maybe <br>was hungry </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and had unconsciously <br>prayed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terry+Collett">Terry Collett</a><div class=q>
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And you were 19

and you were racing along 
Victoria Street having just left 

Victoria Railway Station 
on your way to Dobell's 

Jazz Record Shop 
moving quickly 

through the sea 
of humanity 

thinking of jazz 
and w..."></div>
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