Chamber Of Commerce
A Poem by Earl Schumacker
Business as unusual.
Cameras snap on the last action tourists trap As shutters flash, bullets fly by respectfully Go past Sunday services at high velocity Stain glass windows stay intact
Some one falls from the high church tower Assisted by gravity, a force of nature at work A push out a window from a stranger works as well Even better, since it brings a man to his senses In a splat, a stain on the pavement Obsequious to that end to make a mark
On the square, over a glass of cold fresh brew A hit man, this time, does not miss his mark The story, like the beer, is delicious this time of year Robbery is also good to attract new business
Loaded guns must bow to authority To conduct commerce on the streets Ammo leaves chambers only by permission Empty, safe and sound as ordinances intend Approved by law enforcement There is no end to city limits
Tourists are the center of attraction Our aim is to aim at them Credit the Chamber of Commerce They do business the old fashioned way At the end of the barrel of a gun Emptied chambers make more profits Bullets don't pay taxes
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© 2018 Earl Schumacker
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Author
Earl SchumackerAtlantic City, NJ
About
B.A. Degree in Literature and Language. I enjoy writing short stories, poetry, novels and keeping up with new scientific discoveries. I enjoy philosophy and Art appreciation. more..
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