KitKat Smithh

Rookie (January 19,1993 / Georgetown SC)

Pain - Poem by KitKat Smithh

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.

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  • Rookie - 177 Points Sathyanarayana M V S (11/17/2008 8:51:00 AM)

    You are right my friend. Painfully right. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 17, 2008

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 16, 2008

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