Stoned and Broke
Ode of Blindy
Here I stand
All stoned and broke
But in my misery
I find some hope
It's not too easy
And it's not too safe
If the good Lord willing
I'll keep my faith
-Blindy
A Vet I sat across from
on Amtrak Train heading
to Southern California
Blindy said he wrote this
One and only poem between
1975 & 1976
Blindy Is blind and also
Goes by the name, Mel Libby
He is currently residing in
Washington State.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
in train- unfamiliar face, caste, body shape and color, dressing style coming, sitting, gossiping, laughing, smiling, weeping, crying, eating, drinking and leaving so many language, so many speech, so many words but at my destination all are disappeared - I am alone getting down at autumnal evening