Issue 00365 

Apr 16 - 25, 2005

Poem

 

© Robert Anthony
The Arusha Hotel
muymho@yahoo.com 

THE WRATH OF MENACE

The villain of the piece
Retreat!
Leave what you do
To do what you leave
I can't still my voice in this dark hour
You robbed somebody blind
We've come with our extreme anger
To surrender you must, before the plunge
In the group of ten men in our poor streets
With your art of carrying club and machete
Rich one can not know
Yes indeed you are greed
Opening fire, pushing triggers
What have we ever done to you?
However we differ in angle touches
You have to work to get your daily meals
Burglar or rather theft, never in A town
Felon or rather misdemeanour must be convicted
Though some lost in this dangerous game, we won't stop
Slay, slay them all
My instinct wouldn't be sorry to hurt a fly
For our stone cold sober we don't deserve this
We do not afford to pay for a panic button




 

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