Disposable people around.
Nothing anymore, profound.
Wrapped in stereo living.
Heart's without giving.
Bend - alter - spindle
Disposable people around.
Clown with a plastic frown.
Mon. & Wed. - garbage pickup.
My steady job - stick em-up.
Gold fender limo goes by.
Aids baby in alley died.
Disposable people around.
2/11/09 Joe Poewhit
JESUS SAVES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good write, deep and profound, thanks 10 Lynda xx