Crazy
Down on
Lincoln Avenue,
One day,
I saw a crazy man.
He was shouting:
Hey...hey... hey!!
I am the hope
of you and you.
He said
Pointing at people:
I am the hope
of eternal bliss.
Like a patient
stubborn mule,
I will not retire.
Come close
you and you!!
Gather around
my fire.
As it did
With Moses
And his signs,
When he reclaimed,
A people lost.
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