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call me....a bum

Poetry By: firephoenix

call me a child

Submitted:Mar 13, 2012    Reads: 7    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   

call me....a bum

for in cardboard I lay

from taxes I could not pay-

call me....a drunk

with 100 proof tears

2 for every dying year-

call me....a child

when my dreams are smashed

burnt away and slowly ashed

and then you call me....a terrorist

when I act against

you might as well call me....your father

you son, for you have poisoned

everything to come

call me....crazy

and Ill give you a gun

to shoot all the ghosts

that you have now won.


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