BackstreetA Poem by Carole LIn the beginning it was backstreet done dark of night with cold steel if you’re not rich or mad enough to feel they won’t let you decide your own life got to take it up the backstreet junction it’s less sanitary still they're all unclean that’s how they got in the mess get the address from Rube get Vera’s name and ask about get taken up the backstreet she’ll help you out quiet though, don’t give her up you can know a little but not too much what goes on at night in the backstreet you cant fall asleep just close your eyes and clench your teeth scrape, scrape, scrape up the backstreet it’ll be over soon and no one will know where you’ve been find the spot and wipe it clean it’s undercover now but see one day they’ll make it safe for all and signs will point towards the backstreet wait for the day when you can say what happened in the backstreet then it came they let her out into the light gave Vera a uniform she's got forms to sign they said tell them it’ll be alright still keep it in the backstreets quiet please no one wants to know what goes on your safe now secrets are safe here in the backstreet cause nothings changed we’re still clenching teeth not naming names they say no one ever feels the same after going up the backstreet say it in a song or on t.v. but between you and me I don’t know anyone who's been up the backstreet © 2013 Carole LAuthor's Note
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