Orbit 57

Don St. Scalesaveli King of The Orbit Flow
Write to take Power
The New Poetry Series Pt. 3

Orbit 57

Criminally crafted
the weapons are automatic
sifted by the fate of the pistol
controlling the whistle
dodging homicide officials
with hollow caps that shift’em
cut’em down with fury
that ought to split’em
vision of disaster with no relief
that’ll twist’em
make’em face poverty
that’s the tricking of Trump
fall amongst the trees stuffed in the trunk
with thieves
rolling that killer green
hide in the Philippines