But I need you to hold this for me
Don't look inside, don't throw it in your purse
You have to believe me, it's an undying curse
-the man said with blood on his face
I left two friends for this bag
You don't have to know my name
Just keep it near your heart
This bag can change history, both our lives
Shit, the cops are on my tail
I gotta leave, good bye
-the man left jumping over fences
I hid in the shadow
Afraid of what I might find
Should I look in it now? Or save it til later?
What could it be. it could change the world?
I had to, no wait, I must stop, I'll wait
But the tension was killing me.
No! Yes! No! Yes! my thoughts titter tattered.
The police drove by and I sneak in a hotel lobby
This paper bag, I must open or else.
I looked inside and found myself dismay
a bag of bread
the only thing that could save his family
that man would go to jail
just to feed his family
-a tear at the eye of an unknown woman
in New York somewhere
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