(Spoken Word) $200,000.00

[Hilda Whitter]

(Spoken Word)
$200,000.00
Was the pot
I played against
My best friend
Who always beat me
Time and time again
The bar was full
All of the high rollers
Where there
Drinking and laughing
Waiting for the game
I was scared
I played with precision
And I followed The Shine
Watched the setup
It all turned out
Fine
The bar was silent
I was the long shot
The was plenty
Of money
To be won
In the pot
Down to the
Eight ball
Shine nodded
At me
Bless the ball!
He shouted
At the time
I had a nickname
Oozie
Bank the ball!
Everyone shouted
Hit the opposite
Side and let it come back
On an angle
So it can roll
Into the pocket
I prayed as the room
Was quiet
I cracked the
Cue ball and banked
The eight ball
Into the called pocket
I screamed and shouted
I went bananas
I told them to keep the money
Having to tell my Father
Who, what, and where
All privileges
Of going outside
Unaccompanied
Would never, ever
Come to fruition again!