Mannish boy
gonna be alright.
Blues guitar
speaks rhythm
and truth,
realities of he.
A child,
oh boy.
He be a man.
The greatest
man alive,
momma told.
Ain't that
a man
on beat.
—Note from Poet: a piece of the essence of blues lyricism.
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