johnny dodo

Rookie - 12 Points (1977 / los angeles)

My Urban Rendition - Poem by johnny dodo

the empty sidewalk where chalklines still show
bullets bang loudly down the boulevard
seeds planted in tragedy never grow
meanwhile, everyone wants to be a star

even the nights are better so they say
off in the distance I hear the wind blow
and whispered contrivances holding sway
all over the world seems to be a glow

what they don't teach they never seem to know
a man with no conscience knows only pain
in my heart of hearts I still remain cold
the fabric of my soul holds many stains

to it all I embrace without a tear
left with my scars, time heals year after year

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 5, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, March 5, 2012

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