While he was nodding his head to the music he saw a random Man walking his way. Rugged Face. His father could have misplaced him at this time, cause boy did this man look just like Johnny.
“Who you be? What is your name B?” – John
He murmured: “You know we are something more than this.”
With questions, Boy asked: “What is this that you are talking about?”
The man looked at the sky. Such blank figures were written all over the place, and Boy saw The Man’s blank imagination broaden all over his own face. The old man responded: “You know that we are something more than this, see, you ever hear of the township?” He looked down. Fiddling with his fingers. His thumbs. “It is more of this here than this money we make. They took our land you see, nothing more than what we see is what we need. So, you know we have to be more than this..”
Man: “Do you ever feel the need to find fault, nip a bit? Think about what else you have to be…”
John, the young Lad got up as he became much perplexed. “I was just stating that I’m trying to ball right, get right. I need to live life right.”
Before he could get his feet planted correct, The Man quickly said: “nah, nah! forget it. you aint’ got no right to stand up quite yet.” He began to walk away, turned around to the boy and yelled: “You should overlook what was just marked. Do you really want those clothes off of your back Son? Do no crack anything you cannot hold!” Still fiddling with his fingers, he kept walking away.
Boy done sat down. Boy began staring at the sky while watching him walk away. He saw him walking, but he still wondered who that Man was to be. He touched down on 96. Was it different on that side? Na Nah Nana Nah Ha Mars is Heaven. Now, that Music don’t work no more.
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