Mad Dog in AmericaA Poem by NevilleThis may not get me many Brownie points .. but then whose counting and who the hell cares 🤍Mad Dog in America Mad Dog punched a hole in the
wilderness .. Then built a ghetto to
wrap around himself and the pack that followed
him .. There were of course those, who both feared and who thought him some kind of
crazy .. While one or two others perhaps, had not got a clue
why they admired him
from what they thought was a
safe distance .. Those one’s reminded me so much of sheep I just had to
laugh .. Two shots later
and he is still in the
running while I am stuck here
building a deep bunker for me and mine
and all those
whom I love and hold
dearly .. © 2024 Neville
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Added on October 6, 2024 Last Updated on November 15, 2024 AuthorNevilleGone West folks....., United KingdomAboutSometimes my imagination get's the better of me and then the pen takes over .. more..Writing
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