Open Poetry #16 |
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Cuff ‘em, Dano |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Sirens scream “Emergency” The streets clear As all the suspected flee To hide in the dark places, They are near, You just can’t see the faces. Blue uniforms search for them, Suspected, Hiding in homes now fallen From neglect and poverty, Detected, There is nowhere left to be. Drug out and being drug down, Now hopeless Laying spread out on the ground, Giving in to petty thief, Remorseless, There’s for them no future left. Caught in strobe of the blue light, Now taken, To be facing judgement’s sight That is blind to the hopeless, Forsaken, And retched of the darkness. Gloom |
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Marge Tindal![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
ProfessorGloom~ I feel like I've just watched a Hawaii Five-O re-run~ Very effectively done~ *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, Marge It’s interesting how life imitates TV Glad you enjoyed Gloom |
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