![]() these street are dirtyA Poem by Naomi Montana Walsh![]() unfortunately true![]()
The streets are dirty I ignore that for the most part They are littered with the lost .. One of them is the mother of my own nephew another a dear friend.. They are now as passing strangers on the streets I knew one to be kind and the other rather evil and yet their fates the same. I know them , but we pass on these dirty streets and do not greet. A few nights ago , a shot rings out in the distance a man screams in pain Helicopter spotlight break the night sky. A new neighbor moves in .. Three times he is robbed his car is stolen, The next day, I witness, one young man crawling out his window.. I call the cops.. they say , they checked the guy out and there is nothing really to arrest him for.. Two nights later he is there back at the window. I hate to leave my house unguarded, these streets are dirty.. Today, I am cleaning my pool in my own back yard, when a man suddenly jumps the fence . He sees me and freezes, my big dog Sally runs at him he jumps over into the neighbors yard. My Husband is away on business, my son left with friends.. My 4 dogs, bark and growl and I can not sleep, because these streets are dirty. © 2009 Naomi Montana WalshReviews
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3 Reviews Added on September 20, 2009 Author![]() Naomi Montana WalshLos Angeles , CAAboutI am a writer and Artist .. well actually those are the same thing to me..I like to tell stories with art and I like to make pictures with words ..I live a happy life now but have walked through the v.. more..Writing
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