A Marijuana Massacre. Poem by Kyle Shield Laster

A Marijuana Massacre.



Sticks of branches tiled the floor.
Not a word was said.
Boys and girls hid in themselves
Like a poet in his head.

Starlight broke their cool serene.
Fear rode their hearts faster.
All laid out as eyes wide cried:
A marijuana massacre.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nomi Mas 17 July 2008

v gud write kyle, deeply moving, peace to those who succumbed...

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Kyle Shield Laster

Kyle Shield Laster

Clarksdale, Mississippi
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