Poem -

Drug Dealer

Drug Dealer

Lord
of the 
asphalt
Jungile
.
A bag 
Of rocks
Allows
Him
To rule
The peasants'
hand

Single
Mothers
Do tricks
while their
children
Makes
His runs

No one 
Cares
Until
An upper class
While girl
Overdoses
Than
Suddenly
Society's 
Morality
Kicks in

Justice is
seen 
Served

The puppet
Is replaced
By another

Business 
Resumes
Bourgeoisie 
Politicians
Get their
Gold
while
The community's 
local pastor
Arrives at
Church
In a
New
Cadillac 

 

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William Wallace

Unfortunately that’s life.
It will never ever change.
Have a nice day.
 

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author
lodigiana

Such a tragic reflection on the reality of life! well written and hard hitting..excellent! 

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