JUSTICEA Poem by Bill Grimes Jr.
Afghani Farmer
Mule and his tool Meager living scratched Razor sharp bleed Purple nectar oozing His wheat crop sucked this year Drug Lords ease his family’s fear Pipelines to Iran Turkey Pakistan Billions swapping hands Hypocrites scoff at the documentary As they abruptly step around The unconscious junkie on their hometown street The right wing war on drugs Political thugs Our prisons bulging From Mother Nature’s “crime” So people WTF? You sincerely believe in zero tolerance In this world of back room deals Criminals run stop signs daily Then pop caps between innocent eyes Baby thugs arise This comes as no surprise The Great Compromise………. © Bill Grimes Jr. 2010 © 2011 Bill Grimes Jr. |
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Added on January 12, 2011 Last Updated on January 12, 2011 AuthorBill Grimes Jr.Madison, ALAboutMe Child of God at age 53 My heart belongs to my children The essence of my smile My reason to be My soul belongs to Jesus Christ I am because of Him Im a doting Dad Published wordsmith Music.. more..Writing
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