Buddy Bee Anthony

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Comin Home - Poem by Buddy Bee Anthony

When I called on you,

you were called away.

To consecrate a child

on the Sabbath day.
Books for teaching
don't prepare for card game battles
fought with armoured hearts.

I'm passin this warriors baton.
in my final race
With bums, ghouls and jokers
the waste of
this place.
It's why I'm comin home to baby's momma
Comin home to stay.
I thought I knew all the right answers.
As a ladies man and a pretty good dancer
Now, I find it such chore
to make sense when I speak
I'm on a protracted
losing streak
It's why I'm comin on home

Lordy Momma

comin home to stay

In your arms

I'll duly invest.


With you blessing my corner

I'll bypass the rest.

That's why I'm comin home

Lordy Momma

I'm headin out your way

I'm gunnin it home

Sugar Momma

comin home to stay.

I've been ridin the rails

since, getting kicked off the bus

I'm hungry for some lovin

without all the fuss

That's why I'm comin on home

to baby's momma

one last time

I think I remember the way

Papa's comin home

to baby's momma

comin home to stay


for just a flicker off your flame


To the devil with guilt

be damned the shame

Papa's comin home

to Baby's Momma

comin home to stay.

I'm rollin down the interstate

on the red eye

train to fate

and I'm runnin late.

I'm comin home to baby's momma

comin home to stay

comin on home to baby's momma

comin home today



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Buddy Bee Anthony

Topic(s) of this poem: spiritual


Comments about Comin Home by Buddy Bee Anthony

  • Edward Kofi Louis (8/27/2016 3:11:00 PM)


    Coming home to stay! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 27, 2016

Poem Edited: Sunday, March 26, 2017


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