Veterans Of The Blues Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

They've got skills.
And they talk about this,
With prowess on the streets!
They have tackled ever situation...
In inebriated fashion!
As if descriptions of their gifts,
Explores an unshown motivation.
Induced with intoxicated wit...
Hoping to impress those,
Who have heard this all before!

Veterans of the blues...
Passing through time,
And wasting it as they choose.
Everyday.
Applying their habits,
With nothing else to offer.
Nothing of validity!
But a liquored breath on words they say!

Veterans of the blues.
Starving from lack of motivation!
Issues they have had.
And glad to share them.
As they drag their feet...
From corner to corner as they greet!

And when anyone walks pass...
Conversations to rehash the past does not last!
Many step fast,
As these 'veterans' wonder and ask themselves...
Why the tunes they daily sing,
Aren't given a chance to bring...
An interest that secures an attention,
To talents they claim to be theirs...
But go ignored!