When I Went Down To The Darkness (Spoken Poem with Music)

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Partial Lyrics:

When I Went Down to the Darkness

When I went down to the darkness and hissing
It was because she said her sister was missing
She had been hanging out with some who were suspicious
I didn’t like the crowd that surrounded her
I’m judging the story trying to find if it’s fictitious

I didn’t trust the look in her eyes
But I didn’t know enough to chastise
So I artificially bumped up the price
To see if she was completely serious
No one pulling a scam would make such a sacrifice

She must have seen me lick my lips
When she pulled out the bills from their clips
She broke my train of thought of what I would buy
By asking if she could trust me to find her
Only after I assured her would she say goodbye

When I went down to the darkness and the street
I didn’t see any men out in the heat
The women cops mugged in my direction
I waved at them and tipped my hat
They acted like they didn’t understand the deflection

A burnout was spinning a glass bottle
While the drivers fought to hit the throttle
A fight broke out in front of the path
Of the club where they sold the town’s junk
The broken people outside showed the aftermath

She dragged me into the darkness of the underground shoot
I realized what was the problem’s root
When I confronted the producer she said
It’s not our problem if people move here
Only not to make it anywhere but someone’s bed

The corrupt politicians didn’t like the shape of my nose
But that is just always how this goes
I got a few that said cease and desist
That’s how you know you’ve got ‘em in a corner
That’s when the women cops brought down the fist

When I went down to the darkness of the jail
They told me I would certainly fail
They hit me with all their hoses and wires
Tied the noose around my neck and
Threatened me with what the gas chamber requires

I tried to give my side of the story
We don’t like that one in our territory
They told me and was denied a defender
As they laughed at all my rights
They said by the end I’d be in a blender

I went to the cinema when I was let out
I was rubbing all the bruises starting to sprout
The two goons in front turned back to look
At me as the previews were starting
I started to write them in my black book

But they both got up and pointed their hands
As if they were guns giving scans
I stayed in my seat to see the sister
And her film on the big screen
The audio came in as on a transistor

The picture flickered and shook
The plot was missing but I was to overlook
As I stared intently at the visible frown
That the star wore so wearingly on her face
As she began to drop for all her gown

I was too disgusted to stay for the ending
In the world all faces were blending
My hands were in my pocket without a clue
Of who or what to do for my next move
The interest on the junk was starting to accrue

I saw a girl huddled up in a coat
And I realized I’d seen her promote
The film of the girl in the previews
I knew I’d have to question her
But she wouldn’t budge without any booze

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