Jennifer Lujanac Poems

Uptown
Downtown
Eat-you-alive town.
Nothing here is innocent.
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Oh, you can write all you want.
You can scream at the top of your lungs...but it's not helping.
Get up off your butt, little boy, and go save yourself!
Oh, you tell me it's all too much to take.
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Excuse me, mister.
Have you seen the children crying?
I'm sorry to be a bother, mister... but
Have you seen the people dying?
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This is just a dream.
I'll wake up
And you'll be here
Holding me and telling me
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I'm not dead.
I'm not alive, either.
I go through the motions
And smile like before.
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Life is really just a game.
Life deals you hands sometimes
That make you want to die.
Life gives you cards, sometimes,
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