11,000,000,000,000 Poem by Edwin Tanguma

11,000,000,000,000



11,000,000,000,000

That's how many gallons of water
The Golden City needs to recover
If it were dollars
It would be one heck of a bullet train
Mary Mary and her clan
Would be set for life
As if she already isn't
The Golden City has already fallen
It just doesn't know it
Or won't accept it
I wonder if Babylon is next
My Father will return to the courtroom
In a few days
I wonder how things are going
In his chambers
What a week

. 4/2/2015

Thursday, April 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: silly
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