The f/ Amiri Baraka Something in the Way of (In Town)
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in the way of things Something that will quit and won't Something you know but stand Can't know get along Like Riding on top of the car peering through the for his cue Something fictitious and true That creeps across your hallowing your evil ways Like they yourself passing yourself not smiling The dead guy you saw me talking to is your I to put a spell on him but his spirit is illiterate
I know things you know and nothing you know 'cept I saw something in the way of Something at me and I wanted to know, was it funny? Was it so it followed me down the street Greeting everybody the good humor man But an got the taste of good humor but no ice cream It was dat Me across people into the houses And not the beings crowding around me with ice picks You could see But they like important Negroes on the way to your funeral Looked like jiggaboos on the way to your auction And let chant the number and use an ivory pointer to count your teeth Steppen Fetchit Remember Steppen how we laughed An all your Sunday school images giving and giggling With the ice high off his head ya laugh anyway
I can see in the way of our selves I can see something in the way of our That's why I say the I do, you know it But its something to you that job This morning when you got there and it was And the machines yearning soft behind you Yearning for that nigga to and give up his life there bein' dissed and broke and troubled
My mistake is I kept sayin' "that was that God didn't exist" And you me, "nah, it was proof that the devil do" But still, its like I see I hear things I saw words in the boy's lying rag said he was gonna die and frustrated That them dreams walk which you 'cross S'gonna die from over There's on the street that's tellin' you you ain't shit And you almost it Broke and all the time You know some of the words but ain't the right ones Your cable back on but ain't you can see But I see in the way of things Something to us stumble Something get us drunk noise and addicted to sadness I see something and something stalking us and ugly thing floating at our back calling us names You see it and it too But you say it got a right to exist just like you and if God it But we got to argue And the light gon' come down us Even we remember where the (light or mic??) is Remember the Negro squinting at us the cage You seen I see too? The smile that ain't a smile but teeth flying our necks You see something too but can't call its
Ain't it too bad y'all Ain't it too bad, such a boy always kind to his motha Always say good morning to on his way to work But last time before he got locked up and hurt, real bad I seen him walkin' toward his and he wasn't smiling And he even say hello But I knew he'd seen Something in the way of things that it on him like it do in will And he kept marching faster and faster away us And never even a word the next day he was gone You wanna know You wanna what I'm talkin' about "I seen something in the way of things" And how the boys face looked that day just they took him away The is? in that face and remember now, all them other faces And all the many places you've seen him or the sister his child up the street Remember what you seen in your own and didn't for a second recognize The face, own face Straining to get out behind the glass Open your mouth like you was say somethin' Close your eyes and remember you saw and what it made you feel like Now, you see something else Something cold and Not invisible but blended with the shadow the old man Squatting by the store at the corner is head resting uneasily on his folded arms And the boy that and the girl he went with
And in my too A waving splitting them into the jet stream of a black bird Wit his ass on Or the solomNOTness of where we go to know we be happy
I something I SEEN And you it too You it too You just can't call it's name name name name name name