Poem -

Drug Dealer

Drug Dealer

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

Single
Mothers
Do tricks
while their
children
Makes
His runs

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

Justice is
seenĀ 
Served

The puppet
Is replaced
By another

BusinessĀ 
Resumes
BourgeoisieĀ 
Politicians
Get their
Gold
while
The community'sĀ 
local pastor
Arrives at
Church
In a
New
CadillacĀ 

Ā 

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William Wallace

Unfortunately thatā€™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!Ā 

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