unmugged

UNMUGGED

New York City 2/02/02

I

Wake

Up around 2:22 pm.

Armored truck bumps right into my house/van

I grab my trumpet and a cup of coffee.

Then I sit down on the corner and play whatever I please

playing with the street orchestra. drifting off into the abyss of music

Gotta get to Jersey for a recording session

Got just enough money to get on the bus

Minding my own business not a care in the world

Appereared a hooded man with a gun in his pocket

He shoved it in my gut and said “gimmie all your loot”

In that moment was eternity

Fight or flight

Choose your own adventure

I might die

So I said here it is. Every last penny from the street

“Wheres the big bills sucka?” said the robber.

I play music on the street. I made every last penny you see right there on the street.

I’m trying to get ahead and catch that bus…

He looked around and said “Take your money man. Watch out around here”

He took off…

I got on the bus

unmugged

and with a newfound gratitude for life.

~ by jimmorey on April 6, 2009.