Love In The Concrete Poem by John Ackerman

don't answer me the noise from the thick concrete altough windows are opened
the stark hinderance to reach the Apollo can teach given someone to reach
pillows with cotton silk with satin debris sorry what you mean claim the game of mean
Love in concrete the reason why we leap parade in foxes brief stand still and repeat
there's flavor in the ocean caught by memory of its fallen debris come to sit next to me
filtered through an onion sitting on the porch swing no claim to fame love in concrete

A soul take one to heart through windows start we miss the mark you claim the start
today maybe the last day of your life so take a new start heros miss the mark
out in Virginia stand still within ya crackling rosie continue rescue in between ya
starting on something plain turn in the oven pay attention to the royal sweet...,

Love in the concrete stand still or repeat it gets better by far the ready made car
Tupac had a vision that's what we are missing through a gate your chosen