Bumbacl**t Blues.

Bumbacl**t Blues.

A Poem by Ian Chris
"

Have things really changed ?

"

Bloodcl**t Blues.


Wind blows cold

Feet shuffle in the dark

Wondering if Five-O are about

Touring the streets looking for spars them.


I'm going to bounce up to Brixy tonight

And a h'aint goin run the night,

You see Five-O got a thing :

(Black man runnin in the dark)=CRIME

"Hey boy, what have you just done ?"

"Me hafficer-Not a ting".

"Why you running then ?"

"Late sa, gotta to meet me girl"

"Sorry son, gotta have to take you in".

© 2019 Ian Chris


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Liked the lyrical style, could have been worse, they could have shot you,

Posted 5 Years Ago


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Ian Chris
Ian Chris

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