November 19, 2012

The Old Man

From the vault..I believe 2007

The old man with the crooked leg sits in the same spot everyday....Sitting between the alleyway and the school yard....Stares at all the people walking by...The children scared he gon' smile and show his missing teeth..or hear the cackling of his drunken laugh as he watches misfortune hit others...At all hours he is there drinking cheap whiskey telling same stories over and over again..telling those who walk by the dangers that lie before them...He hops around on his crooked leg and sings the songs he learned as a child...swinging his bottle..he appears to others as a trickster..a warning of any path chosen...he knows but wont tell you....the question is left to the one standing in front of him at his lil spot by the alleyway and the school yard....


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