Cripple Poem by Dorsey Baker

Cripple



too many rampages
too much violence
too much bloodshed
our lives
too full of fear
children growing up
with much too much
stress
bullets fly
bombs fall
too much drama
is what we hear
and what we see
all about us
chaos
crippled minds
and bodies all
around us.

Thursday, October 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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