SCHOOL GUN KIDSA Poem by POEWHITthought stimulating
Video-TV. violent gun class.
I study this every day. The images make me sway. Got to feel that way. TV. said, that is the image way. MACHO ACTION - all the thrill. Helped by-MOMS-bathroom cabinet pills. They make me ten feet tall. After school grass in the hall. I'm lawless, because MOM & DAD work. They tell me always-I'm a jerk. I'll show them, I'm no fool. I'll bring this gun to school. Loaded ready-DON'T CALL ME THAT. Out comes the pistol, can't turn back. All my friends on the floor. I just walk out the door. There dead - I'll just have to find more. 10/2006 from about poetry ? POEWHIT JESUS SAVES © 2012 POEWHIT |
AuthorPOEWHITNew York City, NYAboutBeen writing since the Viet Nam war. Write poetry online. Have three chap books and two short books self published. more..Writing
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