I been scared and battered.
My hopes the wind done scattered.
Snow has friz me,
Sun has baked me,
Looks like between ‘em they done
Tried to make me
Stop laughin’, stop lovin’, stop livin’–
But I don’t care!
I’m still here!
(with thanks to Ace, for sharing him with me)
I doesn’t clear to understand about the meaning of this poem. Is the poem is talking about you and Langston has been broken up?
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