Being Born Blues Poem by John Powers

Being Born Blues



i was born in the nighttime
and the bears came round and growled
yeah i was born in the night time
and the bears came round and growled

i was born in the storm
and mother nature came down and cried
i was born in the storm, yeah
and mother nature came down and cried

and all the folks could tell her
was its gotta get sunny some time
and all the folks could tell her
was its gotta get sunny some time

i was born in the heat of hell
fates said it was time to grow
was born in the heat of hell
and the fates said it was time to go

i was born in the ether
daddy didn't know what to do
said i was born in the ether
and dad didn't know what to do

and all the folks could tell him
the suns gotta come up some time
yeah, all the folks could tell him
suns gotta come up some time

those bears did growl
and the storm did howl
and the heat did burn
as the ether churned

all i can say
is all i can say
suns gotta come up some time
the suns gotta come up some time

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