Bluesman Commentary

Came here in 1957, exited like a puppy – The big city, New York!
Then I saw dogs and water hoses attacking Black Folks
Irish boys started calling me Nigger in Inwood
I became Black-Slept Black-Loved Black 

50 years later, I am Afro-Latino
Still Black but older
Still the Blues Man with a Latin Touch

Now they say it is over
But all those children still going to Jail and can’t read
Something still ain’t right; 50 years is short time compare to 500 years.