Streets of BaltimoreA Poem by Ruben Rodriguez
Danny found his wife
and best friend in bed He took his 38 and shot himself in the head Fred returned from the war after witnessing the carnage Haunted by years of memories he jumped off a bridge Jennifer was beautiful She worked as a model She took Xanax for anxiety One day she took the whole bottle Jack tried all he could but depression was all he felt He hung himself in the backyard with his designer belt Shiela was molested Her uncle couldn't resist Years of therapy didn't stop her from cutting open her wrists Phil saved all his life His investments went down the drain Children's pictures in his hands He laid down in front of a train Nichole was a junkie It's a fight she couldn't win She died with a needle in her arm OD'ed on heroin Pam spent her days on a stool at the local pub She came home, took a bath and threw the toaster in the tub Edgar was a poet He wrote about love and gore Drunk and alone, they found him dead On the streets of Baltimore... © 2017 Ruben Rodriguez |
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Added on April 22, 2017 Last Updated on April 22, 2017 AuthorRuben RodriguezNYC, NYAboutI've been writing poetry since 2014, so I'm a novice. I'm obsessed with having my poetry rhyme, but I'd like to eventually write different types of poetry. I mostly write about: love, depression, alco.. more..Writing
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