A Stroke Of Good Luck...By Talile Ali Poem by Talile Ali

WALKING DOWN THE STREET
THINKIN BOUT MY DATE
I PICK UP THE CELL PHONE
CALLED HER, CAUSE I'M LATE

SHE DOESN'T ANSWER
THEN SHE TEXT ME BACK
SHE AIN'T GOING NOWHERE
WITH ME AND THAT'S A FACT

A STROKE OF GOOD LUCK?

WAS IT A JOKE SHE PLAYED ON ME
OH MADE ME FEEL A FOOL?
OR DID SHE SIMPLY SAVE ME?
A SIMPLE CALL WOULD DO

YET, SHE LET ME GO ON
BELIEVING ALL SHE SAID
ABOUT IF SHE DOESN'T SAY IT
THEN IT HADN'T BEEN SAID

BUT ALL I EVER GOT WAS
SOME SECONDARY THOUGHT
A FRAGMENTED TEXT MESSAGE
ONE THAT I NEVER CAUGHT

SO DID I LEARN A WHOLE LOT
THAT I HAD SO FORGOT
ABOUT HOW WOMEN I DATED
TELL ME MORE THAN I GOT

I AIN'T PLAYING NO GAMES HERE
I'M TIRED OF THIS OL GIG
I'M LOOKING FOR A WOMAN
NOT CONFIDANT OR KID

SO WHEN I SAY ITS MY FAULT
KNOW THAT I SPEAK THE TRUTH
CAUSE IF IT REALLY WAS MEANT TO BE
IT WOULDN'T BE SO ALOOF

YOU SET MY SOUL AFIRE
GRANTED MY PRIDE SOME PEACE
I WILL LET YOU EXPIRE
YOU FREED ME,
A RELEASE


AND THAT WAS A STROKE OF GOOD LUCK