BasuraA Poem by Judas HammerSometimes life is so hard you want to scream....but you can'tBasura I want to scream But the women behind me would laugh For she has seen my type before The traveler The East Coast Gypsy The Scallywag that came to change the world Another one With the nose to the wall Who thinks God owes him a break Because his childhood sucked ‘Basura’ she would laugh like a crazed cat The choosen are selected at birth The rest of us are sheep Being led to the 9 to five slaughter Life will track us down and kill us all For jumping that fence called reality. © 2013 Judas HammerAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on August 28, 2013 Last Updated on August 28, 2013 AuthorJudas HammerThe City of Angeles, CAAboutI like to write, live in La and write and make short films. and more..Writing
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