The Lurk

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The Lurk is a poem telling of how a city is controlled by addicts, pimps and dealers at night

Submitted: September 20, 2016

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The Lurk

 

The peace is broken by silence loud

A reveller which has fallen foul

This time not, for breaking law

But swallowed up by city night

With those that prowl, creep and stalk

Their day is night they come alive

Searching out the weak and lame

Not a trick is missed, but never doubt

They will kill for nought or fix you up

Good or bad they have their way

The city’s theirs at night not day.

Poet Mike Fitzroy Copyright©2015 All Rights Reserved


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