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The buildings are old and half blind
mood: 
It's all good. Man.
It's all good. Man.waiting there
And you go down that street
Rainbows ahead bling you
like midnight never does
and I wonder where
evening will be tonight
My loved ones waiting there
I pretend my swagger
through debris
is the holy dance
of the many my days
On the remotest sidewalk
facing the moon
I cannot say
the orphan still lives
and you recognize
the battleground
You can hide her in
quadrangle dirt
The buildings are
old and half blind
With an enemy
like daylight who needs
the psychology dime
Hips do the work
and I cross the world
John Godfrey has published eight books of poetry across forty years, all spent in the Lower East Side of Manhattan. His poems have appeared in such magazines as The Paris Review, The Harris Review, The World, Adventures in Poetry, Sal Mimeo and others. He has taught workshops at the Poetry Project at St. Mark's Church and was a poetry fellow of the General Electric Foundation. He works as a nurse for homebound AIDS patients in the boroughs of New York City.
All Good Things - Jobe