NIGHT OF THE LIVING

I’ll go half on two

If it does what it’s supposed to do

Tangie and Miller

In a Jansport bag

Like I dropped out of private school

I can hear my mama on Kosciusko

Telling me in English and in Creole

M’cher this ain’t the way we raised you back home

But when she left, she left a lot undone

Night of the living

When my mouth is numb

I’ll say what I need to say

Tied to the city

Just like Miles and Bird

Like Sly and like Ella Jane

Is this all just impulse

Or some alchemy

Because I done seen a lot of good

Come from bad things

But tell me is this the way that love’s

Supposed to be?

Night of the living..:

Take me a way…