MayhemA Poem by Frank F. Atanaciowhat mayhem really looks likeFear would run and hide, so much mayhem, a shooting or two on the East side, emergency phone lines were all lit up, robbery, murder all filled the demon’s cup, race against race, it was a hellacious place, where the devil could show his face, as a child looked positively angelic hanging from a tree, for all humanity to see. © 2010 Frank F. Atanacio |
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Added on October 26, 2010 Last Updated on October 26, 2010 AuthorFrank F. AtanacioShelton, CTAboutI'm a fun-loving person who loves sports, baseball, and football, and enjoy writing I love writing my Nick PT Barnum Mystery Novels... New One Out Now When The Kingdom Comes God Will Understand.. Che.. more..Writing
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