Sunset ArmsA Poem by Jason HenryLeaves suffocate concrete Chicago In my fairest of seasons. Snow sweeps Stockholm, Sharing in its own syndrome. But instead of the pitter patter, Gray skies rain down the richest of copper shots. Acid rain cannot sting Like the shells of our weapons, the weapons The world capital of crime carries. Malodorous Kingston - the obloquy Gorgeous dawns rise with the scent Of gunpowder. Landscapes so well suited for snipers; Where red dots result in headshots, With hammers heavier than Thor's.
Amnesty is not international; it is non-existent; Perhaps the primary perpetrator When police deploy paratroopers Yet are petted with piercing pellets.
The city of the proudest, for The shootout is between The Constabulary and one. Where the smoke is so thick, The debris so high, We overestimate our own selves Giving rise to our maxim: I have nothing to fear but to fear myself.
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Added on August 5, 2008Last Updated on September 3, 2008 AuthorJason HenrySomewherelse, JamaicaAbout"Some moments are nice, some are nicer, some are even worth writing about." - Charles Bukowski, War All The Time more..Writing
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