Windy CityA Poem by Anne LyonsGUM trip 2010The way a piano plays beautifully into my ears, makes the world around me fade to dark as hatred and anger has surrounded my mind from a long days journey into a city not yet made perfectly by which chaos has taken it’s course from the wicked and greedy souls that rule the streets, searching for a better life than the one they have always known. © 2014 Anne Lyons |
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