Ode To Jackson Poem by Hector Gonzales

If I was on Jackson’s time
I wouldn’t have a dime.

He just sits in the chair
With a lazy ol stare.

Laying on the floor
Looking all bored.

If I was on Jackson’s time
I wouldn’t have a dime.

Running down the street
Looking for something to eat.

Digging outside the homes
Trying to find his bones.

If I was on Jackson’s time
I wouldn’t have a dime.

He is big and brown
Funny like a clown.

He doesn’t like to sit or stay
All he wants to do is run and play.

If I was on Jackson’s time
I wouldn’t have a dime.

Jackson got it made
Lounging in the shade.

When daddy been sad
Jackson all he had.