david gerardino

Dear Lord We Need You Down Here - Poem by david gerardino

copper clocks belching, miniature cities filled with white smoke, tattoes painted every where, and a slum lord waiting to sell his dope.big shiny cars yelling and srceaming as a child hides in this heat, a man pulls out a gun and points it at me and you, then a cop pulls his gun out, and just like that, , , , , , , , , , , , this moment ends only to begine the next day...

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 1, 2013

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