The Wild West Of Dubville Poem by Donal Mahoney

Dubville used to be
a quiet town, not that much
was going on. The young would

move to the city after high school.
The elderly would stay because
they had no place else to go.

But crime is rampant now
in Dubville. The elderly are
robbed and beaten. Screams

break the silence of the night
as addicts steal anything to buy
another hit of heroin.

The only cop in town says
everybody pays a price to live
in the Wild West of Dubville.