M.. BERRYANN Poems
|4.||A Waste Of Space||2/8/2013|
|5.||And A Tombstone||3/1/2013|
|7.||A Hasty Funeral Arrangement||3/18/2013|
|8.||Amid The Lights||3/18/2013|
|9.||Working On My Crazy||4/25/2013|
|10.||4 Days Of Rain||5/4/2013|
|14.||It’s A Crazy World We Wake To||5/4/2013|
|17.||24 Hours To Live||5/4/2013|
|19.||The Mimosa Tree||3/18/2013|
|20.||A Sunday Morning Love Song||3/18/2013|
|21.||(gun Control Poems) An Innocent Bystander||12/25/2012|
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(gun Control Poems) An Innocent Bystander
Had a long chat with a hand gun today,
Quite a misunderstood fellow,
He said he had so much he wanted to say,
Shockingly meek and mellow,
Parted with two bullets yesterday,
The others were home feeling yellow,
Bullets long to be lead astray,
Their chance to jump out and bellow.
With bullets as friends who needs enemies?
Handgun was somewhat amused,
Mumbled about weak peace treaties,
Insisted his family were used,
Cried for JFK's and King's memories,
John Lennon still had him bemused,
I avoided World War inquiries,
Locked him and he...
Who placed the stray hair in our gravy?
An abandoned god moping from his mountaintop?
An angry soldier ousted from the new world navy?
A hacker sipping cappuccino at the corner coffee shop?
Who placed the worm in our windfall?
A crack smoking politician craving his next hit?
The ghost that haunts the narrow halls of urban sprawl?
The sharp sting of a broken string in an orchestra pit?