Ryan Joseph Holder

Rookie - 0 Points (April 13th,1990 / Miami, Florida)

Our Town - Poem by Ryan Joseph Holder

As I walk along these streets
With the glass beneat my feet
The ambulance and peoples screams
Seem with my heart to beat
The building leaves a silohuette
among the streets below
The man across the street
Sells a vial full of blow
The gunshots ring
Through echoed alleys
The men in prison
Keep no tally
A hundred people
Die a day
And yet we all
Decide to stay
Because we have no other home
We have no other place
This is where we grew up
And this is where were meant to stay
We ha no other
Life than this
This hollow self
And emptiness
So this is where
Were meant to stay
With all the violence
And the strays
With all the noise
And all the people
And in this shit
We're getting deeper
And now with no where
Left to go
And no one left
For us to show
Our audiece
They always die
And no one here
Gets out alive
So you might as well
Enjoy the ride
I promise
Everybody dies

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 21, 2008

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