Gang Banged Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gang Banged



So many things,
Are knocking on the heads to bang bang.
With a chasing to be gang banged.
There are many things,
People can't maintain in their brains.
Without them going insane.

People going crazy on the streets,
To gang bang.
Weather changes rob people of sleep,
To gang bang.
Trust to have in others has decreased,
To gang bang.
Even those who speak 'The Word',
With interpretations heard...
Have become themselves disturbed,
By events that now occur.
Hoping that escapes will take place,
From the high tide of lies.

Everywhere the truth is stolen.
To be gang banged.
From Coast to Coast they're bending over.
To be gang banged.
And nobody wanting with it wished,
Has received their peace to get.

So many things,
Are knocking on the heads to bang bang.
With a chasing to be gang banged.
There are many things,
People can't maintain in their brains.
Without them going insane.

Everywhere the truth is stolen.
To be gang banged.
From Coast to Coast they're bending over.
To be gang banged.
And nobody wanting with it wished,
Has received their peace to get.
Peace to get.
Where is the peace that the people prayed,
And 'paid' to get.
Paid to get.
Paid to get.

Wednesday, November 11, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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