San Francisco Blues “Poem”
San Francisco O San Francisco what blues
I lived the San Francisco blues Others have only read it through Kerouac’s poetry
One time when I was in San Francisco I felt something
The Infinite possibilities lying ahead
The love of family living in California
The single young White Mom I saw in my San Francisco blues
She said “She is Drunk” I asked “why”
She replied, “I had just given a birth to a boy”
I congratulate her sharing our San Francisco blues
Now I understood why was she drunk along with her cousin
Her blues were looking for a guy to start family with
Without saying a word I understood she doesn’t want to raise her baby without a father
I wonder what became of her except her drunken blues and San Francisco?
What have became of San Francisco?
I heard homeless crisis are on the rise and it’s becoming more expensive to live there
But I never heard what became of that young white single Mom
Let me know know O San Francisco blues if you come across her
As she reminds of Virgin Mary somehow, she shared the same crime.