**POEMS by William L. Spicer Jr.**

                            IF I WERE YOUR BATHWATER

 

If I were your bathwater 

I would take to the shape of your body I would not leave one part of you dry. 

If I were your bathwater 

 I would seep into your most sacred places and dangle there until you enjoy the beautiful sensation of the water massage. 

If I were your bathwater 

 You would look into me and see your lovely reflection. 

If I were your bathwater 

 You will lie back and close your eyes as the water starts to beat upon your body there you are on a white water kayak trail and when you reach the end you let out a scream of passion. 

If I were your bathwater 

 When you stood up to pull the plug I would defy gravity and stay there to surround you with all the love you will ever need only from me. 

If I were your bathwater. 

By:  William L. Spicer Jr.

 

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       (G.O.U.S.) Good Old United States

 

The problem of the world is the man today, who get on drugs and live a terrible way.

You got the pills the pot and heroin and blow with alcohol being another bad way to go.

I say get off of drugs and get a straight head before somebody finds you dead.

They don’t want a job but they want to get paid, they don’t want a baby but they want to get laid.

When it’s all over they know what they did and they won’t even take care of their kid.

 

You got to be strong and leave the drugs alone or

You’re going to be mad when your money is gone.

 

The best part of this here information is that you must get a good education.

You don’t go to school because you don’t like the teacher and

Won’t go to church because you don’t trust the preacher.

Watch what you do to somebody else because it is sure bound to happen to yourself.

 

You got to be strong and leave the drugs alone or

You’re going to be mad when your money is gone.

 

Let me tell you a little story about the good old U.S. this is something I been wanting to get off my chest. You see it every day around your neighborhood that the U.S. is old but only sometimes good. You got the African, Jamaican the white and the blacks the Spanish and Chinese the Cubans and Japs. They get these big loans from Uncle Sam but when it comes to the blacks they don’t give a dam. Now don’t you think it’s something real funny going on because when we go down there for money they say it’s all gone. They say this is the country of the free and the brave so why do I still feel like a runaway slave. To me this is the country of the sick and the slick and if you don’t be quick you will sure get vicked.

 

You got to be strong and leave the drugs alone or

You’re going to be mad when your money is gone.

 

You have to be strong I mean just like a root but not in dirt clean and in a suit.

A root is strong to support a tree and that’s how the black man needs to be to take care of his family. Today we have a chance to overcome all the self brought on stress and remember that we have unlimited opportunities because we live in the G.O.U.S.

 BY:   WILLIAM   L. SPICER  JR.

 

 

 

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