{"id":12158,"date":"2015-07-18T14:05:41","date_gmt":"2015-07-18T20:05:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/?p=12158"},"modified":"2015-08-02T10:27:16","modified_gmt":"2015-08-02T16:27:16","slug":"the-bomba-man-and-the-blues-man-walk-into-a-bar","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/archives\/12158","title":{"rendered":"The Bomba Man and The Blues Man walk into a bar,"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>the one with a barrel drum<br \/>\nstrapped heavy on his back,<br \/>\nthe other dragging guitar in hand,<br \/>\nand I&#8217;m thinking<br \/>\nthis has got to be a joke, right?<br \/>\nLike some next level<br \/>\nnegro bemb\u00f3n<br \/>\nchewing on some strange fruit type shit,<br \/>\nsome niche meets negro spiritual shit.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ffffff\">________________________________________<\/span>Then The Bomba Man orders rum<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">________________________________________<\/span>and The Blues Man orders cognac<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">________________________________________<\/span>and I&#8217;m cracking up<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">________________________________________<\/span>&#8217;cause I know how this ends.<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">________________________________________<\/span>This ends with <em>si Dios fuera negro<\/em><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">________________________________________<\/span>and <em>dark gon&#8217; catch me here<\/em>.<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">________________________________________<\/span>This ends with <em>he sufrido, compa\u00ed<\/em><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">________________________________________<\/span>and <em>I&#8217;se felt pain<\/em>.<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">________________________________________<\/span>I know this ends<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">________________________________________<\/span>exactly how it started:<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">________________________________________<\/span>with black tears<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">________________________________________<\/span>and black scars<\/p>\n<p>and the whole thing is hilarious<br \/>\nuntil the two sit down<br \/>\non either side of me.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ffffff\">________________________________________<\/span>I look to both<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">________________________________________<\/span>and can see into their liquor,<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">________________________________________<\/span>catch sight of bones floating<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">________________________________________<\/span>where ice should be<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">________________________________________<\/span>and realize I can&#8217;t move.<\/p>\n<p>The Bomba Man shifts his drum.<br \/>\nThe Blues Man lifts his guitar.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ffffff\">_____________<\/span><em>Chamaquito, mandan que cantes<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ffffff\">_________________________<\/span><em>They want your song, boy<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ffffff\">________________________________________<\/span>And now I know this is a joke<br \/>\nand the punchline is me.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/archives\/12077\"><\/p>\n<h6>Malcolm Friend<\/h6>\n<p><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>the one with a barrel drum strapped heavy on his back, the other dragging guitar in hand, and I&#8217;m thinking this has got to be a joke, right? 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