It S'Alright Now

Yacy played those 33's until the needle bent then dutifully placed a nickel on it as Al methodically and soulfully spewed the lyrics of her life. Seven of her children shared her misery through the harsh realities of drugs and promiscuity. What was to become of my life I wondered as I sat on the edge of my bed. looking out at the ice blue cold rain that was quietly pelting the panes. There was little hope for me. Ain't nothing gone the right way in all this time. Matter of fact, I really didn't know which way it was supposed to go but here I was again, sitting in the same spot, doing the same thing and just waiting, waiting for it t happen. When she came, that ole friend of mine they call misery, I too followed in Yancy's footsteps. They sang my life in song. I'd awaken to Marvin passionately screaming, "What's going on" as my world collapsed in chaos all around me as I struggled to understandand when I graduated from high school and no one caredand when daddy died and I was left aloneand when the "outlaws" protested against my marriageand when I had my first childAnd when he left...And then came Luther. Just as I'd bottled up all of my pain and used it as a force to validate that my life was inconsequential,I heard him say,it s'alright…it s'alright now… and I tried desperately to find that place.