Pain Poem by KitKat Smithh

Pain



This world births pain
Like clouds birth rain.
Children given to the streets
Doctors ending first heart beats.
Gun shots fire down the road.
As many scatter and screams let go.
Cocaine binge and liquiors king.
What is it you think I mean?
This worlds birth us
And we birth pain.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sathyanarayana M V S 17 November 2008

You are right my friend. Painfully right.

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