The View From Down Here Poem by nathan martin
The View From Down Here
two pieces of copper don't add
up to much but a skinny child.
bricks and bones resonate the
sound of poverty.
now drunk impoverished prodogies
chase the devil who wears newbalance
shoes so he can flee faster and faster.
seratonin serenade with a little
wool over the eyes. distracts a
few and keeps them guessing.
Friday, March 12, 2010
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4/19/2024 8:33:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
an interesting poem on life, and the way it is. The contrasts are striking..Loved this mark