Lit’l Miz (a poetic play)
December 13, 2007 § Leave a comment
Lit’l Miz: Listen. I don’t belong anymore.
You got me going the wrong way poor.
No where near two things; you’re too far-gone
In your head I’m not there in red…come-on
This could be a new day; my friends might forget.
Picking out flowers for a future, a safe bet,
You had your money; you worked very hard.
Play on…play on; where’s my backyard?
Wolfe: Interesting it is; I get you things.
You’re no where near…not fit for kings.
Unbelievable, is action your star?
Anchor woman…I gave her a rental car.
Come through for everyone…there’s some
Great guys out there and you’re with a bum.
These guys have it all and what I blame-
Is your beauty and tears on top of your game?
Grams: Does she have anything?
What happened to the gifts she was to bring?
Wolfe: I am damned to hell with pain,
My eyes all a blur…I’m going insane.
Grams: Is that an excuse? You’re lying, look-see.
Mistakes up to forty maximum, where’s my coffee?
My relief…I’m sorry whatever you want.
You lack, your father comes to haunt…
Wolfe: I want this pain to stop.
I want her to come back, my red ragtop.
You know I would do anything for you…I could
Open my heart to you, Lit’l Miz Ridin’ Hood
Lit’l Miz: I can’t express romance while your ground
Is unforgivable, love I have lost and no friendship found.
Narrator: With soulful screaming,
Lit’l Miz’s baby and Wolfe’s wild dreaming…
Rose over the city, unending…
Into a tale without a happy ending
© Sonya Rose