St. Gil, by Crave

St. Gil

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This Poem came in a rush after digging out all the gil scott/brian jackson records i could find.
its a terrible lost.

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that trouble, those songs
the oooh walk soul
the spitting
and I've known Gil Scott
and do come
from a broken home.

we were stacked, us three
in a tiny bedroom
she would move mountains
if it meant survive
where i heard you
the first time.
the dusty dubbed tape.

"and the junky is a walking
troubled, through the twilight.
rest your weary bones."

you going home now
I'm on my way home.

and Satan hears the calling
tries to tempt the young
for vanguard, ooh his vision
is burden.
and them lovers
don't understand, all fall in

they kill our heroes
with the lure Narcotic
ease the pain, that trouble
this song of a way home.

and who will sing for Gil Scott
ooh, who will sing
for those pieces
of a man undone.

"and the junky is a walking
beauty in the twilight
resting the weary bones
you on the way
on your way
home."