Crack Baby With Aids

Rating: 3.8
Just born into life,
Tomorrow, if only ripe.
Cry baby cry more.
There is no open door.
Skin to soon be sore.
Don't shake on the floor.
MOM just want more.
Don't call me a whore.
Bottle empty, cry some more.
Don't think you will - long.
What's the name of that song.
'CRACK BABY AIDS GOT SHOES'.
Not like the blues.
DOCTOR said, 'dead soon true'.

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JESUS SAVES
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
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COMMENTS
Craig Anderson 27 November 2009
Stomach churning, powerful, evocative and raw. If that was the reaction you wanted Joe you got it in spades. Keep up the honest work. Regards. Craig.
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Melissa Thompson 09 May 2009
Reality is harsh on the innocent, this poem is really realist, sad but it’s the truth...thanks for your comment on mine.....keep it up. Melissa Thompson
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Gayatri Nambiar 03 December 2008
everybody has got self respect with Poewhit. there is a new book i start with 'Shame on You. i add this poem to that list. Adventurous write.
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Tia Maria 03 December 2008
A brave write on a very harsh reality - well done
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Tsira Goge 03 December 2008
JOE, Very actual and painful theme... Prickly the word operates as a medicine... Well written...10... Best wishes, Tsira
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