＼(＾▽＾*) Angry Gaijin Understand Understanding. (*＾▽＾)／
Boy: a baseball cap, pen, and a skateboard on the bus. They’re all working together to write something down. Writing something, wrapping words, making rap prose all ribboned and streamlined. A simple phrase that evolves and takes you over and over.
Wheels up turned and head face down but this is no accident: there’s a pen and paper between the two, and they’re still cruisin’ cruisin’, speeding up the groovin’ music moovin’. Pen: tap tap tap. And underneath the brim of the cap comes the cymbal crash.
Impulsive thinking: What’s that noise? Is it coming from him? That high hat, baseball cap, low grade high schooler? Give him space, he might beat box on you (I heard that’s not a good thing). ”Music is everywhere,” but it’s not beside me on the bus. Give him room. It’s my stop soo-, uhh, next.
Boy stands up, pulls cord for stop. The passangers have thinned out. Two seats down from me he slips the paper in between the wedge of two seats. A present? For who? Is he leaving it there for anyone? Can I take it? Maybe some one else will. No, no one else would understand him – no one else has watched his process; no one else has watched the music bloom. People are getting up. Someone looks at the paper. Leans down – looks out the window. Saved. I’m too curious to let it go now. I stand, pull the cord, and slip off the bus with a paper in my hand.
It reads
Poem from the bus.
ALL YOUR LIGHT
I’m just a shadow of a bigger man
Glowing brighter with each year I am
I was standing on a mountain
Just looking down
It’s like my daddy said
You gotta use your head
My body won’t work for nobody but me son
Yeah, no one said that we aim to please
All your light
You can’t save me
All your light
You can’t save me
I will wait for my time to come
I can’t wait
I can’t wait
For my time to come.
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It’s been a long time coming. Will anyone share like this across the sea?
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Happyuan
This is poetry. If I ever work up the nerve to preform some of my stuff again, would you mind if I preformed this as well?
Sure. I hope that if he were in the audience he’d recognize his work and that it’s gotten around. :)
I really like this post. Reminds me when I found a piece of paper with words of wisdom written on it. Always a pleasure to find something like that :D
Found art, eh? :) Treasure art!