Night Blues

My momma done told me to come here Where the nights are really blue My momma done birthed me here To a place where there are two faced men And women too. This place is dark of all The time. My momma raised me here And nothing has changed. Green rules The blues. Material things are always At the heart of the blues. Clues are given By the way that the walk, talk, and gyrate. Tornado winds twist as a intellectual gets The gist of what's going on in the inside of Their blues selves. Wow the night is blue It is always dark out here. My momma done told me To come here to the midnight blue. My momma Done birthed me here and the womwn and men Are two faced too. Welcome to the seldom bright Night blues. Come here if your momma done told you dear! 3-27-11