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The Hardest Lesson Is The Saddest To Learn
The Hardest Lesson
Is The Saddest
To Learn
I've got untreated broken
ribs that still hurts
But in New York,
no one bothers to listen
It is as if telling it
to both the wind
and shadows
like children dying
from skylarking on
subway trains and
falling to their untimely death
No one knows
At least Muslim delivery guys
from Africa who are here
for a few years have already
have cars
And they helped me
service my flat tire
through their street
bike repair services,
Nothing like that happenchance
in this realm
is easy to imagine
Black hands and face
underneath a dark sky
able to do and just did a quick fix
Someone whom I did not seek
whose payment I underpaid
and yet returns five bucks
to me for his full asking price
just when the help was needed
Maybe he was a Christian
after all..or God in Heaven
taught me something
but I failed to listen
