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NOW, I DON'T KNOW HOW I CAN GO RGAaPoet@aol.com
(For Ned Mullan)
Of course, I used to think that I'd return
To paradise, on earth, to end my days....
Now, I don't know how I can go
Back to Saint Lucia, for pot's pale lights burn
My old savannas ... where hope now decays....
I used to think, one day, things here that bind,
Yet set such sorrows free, would send me back!
Now, I don't know how I can go
Back to these places lurking in my mind --
They now set sorrows free, all bound in crack....
I used to think, for a less bitter life,
The Caribbean's sun would lure me home.
Now, I don't know how I can go;
For one now finds, down there, the sorry strife --
The very problems which engulf this Rome....
I used to think that constant needs for pity --
For man's degraded souls -- would drive me there.
Now, I don't know how I can go
From this degrading place to my birth city.
Now those degrading traits are everywhere....
I used to think, at last, bereft of mirth,
I'd hunger for my home, where joys ran free!
Now, I don't know how I can go
Back to Saint Lucia -- paradise on earth! --
For all those problems here have crossed the sea....
09/28/1997
Copyright (c) 1997 by Ronald G. Auguste