Poem -
1920s GANGSTER
Curses and damn what have I done?
I fired a bullet from my smoking gun
So many things are swimming in my head
As Jimmy Mac lay stone cold dead
The judge sentenced me to a lifetime in jail
I look back on that October day as an epic fail
I took out Jimmy Mac and ended his life
I had no thoughts about his family and wife
This was not the only killing of Chicago 1920
Murders and killings were many and plenty
Before all you people start to moan and groan
You have to remember my boss was Al Capone
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cool write linda j wright
I live 15-20 minutes outside Chicago. So I LOVE this! Thanks for sharing.
Hey KIERAN!!.... Love this narrative of yours my friend..... I've lived in CHICAGO on/off for many years.....I have visited the ' St, Valentines Day' Massacre site several times!!........ North side vs. South side type gangster mentality still exists there to this day!! You've done a great job capturing its essence here in poetic form!!......ALL STARS!!..... well done brother poet!!..... LOVE and ROCKETS!!...... T xo ?✳?✴♥☀???