Shu Qi Duke

a story about a boo 👻,  
a childhood one,    
that struck fear in you,    
and your buddies too,    
   
stop you dead
in your fun,    
and cause you to run,    
   
in a rough-and-tumble land,    
there was a man,    
that you developed    
a sure fire escape plan,    
   
Shu Qi Duke (shoe- key duke)    
the project’s babadook,  
of the demented brand,    
   
not a ghost or a spook,    
but definitely a kook,    

a for-real life    
neighborhood bogeyman,    
   
most times in a dress,    
sometimes in stained pants,    
when kids seen Shu Qi    
they scattered like ants,    
   
in top hat and a cloak,    
Shu Qi Duke wasn’t a joke,    

hands around your neck    
he would choke,
sexual perverter
that’s going for broke,    
   
in the darkness    
away from the light,    
Shu Qi jumped out
from the pitch black night,    
   
from a corner    
laughing drunkenly,    
Shu Qi pops out    
chokes you insanely,    
   
his crusty hands  
shoot down your pants,    
like perverted sexual tools,    
 
he’d grab the cheeks  
of your ass,    
and fondle your family jewels,    
   
delirium soup    
where a mind used to be,    
replaced by a wine    
and drug mentality,    
   
had a beaten face,    
may have been stabbed,    
some thought this to be
a style of rehab,    
   
wasn’t born like that,    
was a hell of a man,    
vietnam, drugs and prison,    
more than his mind could stand,    
   
Shu Qi Duke    
the project’s babadook    
of the demented brand,    
   
not a ghost    
or a spook,    
but definitely a kook,    

a for-real life    
neighborhood bogeyman,    
   
this was long ago,    
he is dead by now,    
   
but what’s really weird..  you know?    
   
I kinda miss him somehow..