Black Roses
-for Mikey Piñero

Black roses for our savior on the eve of my friend's death!

Black roses bloom in my heart on the eve of my friend's death!

Black roses and tears blown in the wind
Gone is my friend who I didn't know,
The little pee-wee tripper,
The crying soul for everyone on earth,
The burden too great,
Too great the truth.

Black roses for my friend on the eve of his death!

Black roses for him who laughed in his tears
And trembled for the world gone haywire,
The little man who ran in jumps,
Spoke in mumbles,
Conveying truth in writing.

Black roses for our savior who was crucified at birth,
Walked around with that cross in his head for years, Gallery after shooting gallery,
Sorrows gone,
Pain vanished,
Tears sopped-up
All so clear Like the tone of a bell.
Black roses for a friend whose death has an anniversary now!