Jacob Bleeds Poem by Leon Agnew

Jacob Bleeds



Jacob bleeds
Right on the street
Jacob bleeds
All on your feet.

You stomp and sputter
And curse and shout
But you do nothing
To stop the spout.

Jacob's blood
Made no demands
Yet Jacob's blood
Is on your hands.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
James Meaney 28 February 2010

Is this about suicide and how you never know it's there until it happens?

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