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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 4063 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Those who knew Kirby Blake Frank Faust I knew kirby blake he was a good man sold me my two and a half acres up on top of the town where I've been happy for fifteen years now he was a good man I knew kirby too he lent me money once when I needed it charged me no interest said friends don't do that to each other he was a friend to me I knew kirby from when he was ... ... ah kirby so these people knew you did they experienced you on their streets and in their homes took your help and claimed you as their friend sending you to your grave now killed a second time by drowning in the syrup dripped by their mourning tongues every one of them something nice to say each of them a liar who helped himself to a little piece of you making you smaller better not to dwell on naming names assigning crimes big and small but it should be me pointing a finger and saying you there you knew kirby blake and you took from him and you over there you knew kirby but you never made the time to find out about him you at the back you stole all you could get yes I could remind them of a thing or two hypocrites kirby blake was the best I man I ever knew for acting straight with a m.. ... but I knew you kirby I knew when you needed to be held sometimes in the night when you didn't know what was to be and you were afraid until I rocked you quiet in my arms wrapped you up in my song I knew the way you closed your eyes when you were inside me with the sweat running from your face and your shoulders in the afternoon heat until it fell to me and rubbed between us kirby I knew what it was to give myself to you so you could get your strength feel yourself a man confront these fools and leeches every day get it over get it over just hurry up and finish ... and he made me a gift of it I won't ever forget him amen to that ~ |
