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.