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Filty Coat

Her coat said I really don't care, do you Since you asked I do They always used fear tactics on the weak Al Kaida, ISIS Black men Brown Men border tweak None of them have an army marines or air force They will walk and swim here of course The weak seek shelter in their bible or a gun No where to be found when the fighting was done The warriors are cast off like lepers when they are done Suicide, homelessness hospital waiting lines hidden Son The halls of Congress are filled with cowards They but fighting boys but only use words The masses cry for protect of imaginary foe While boys die and the rich rake in the dough She really doesn't care nor do they Only idiots will continue to kill and die and pay

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 6/25/2018 7:12:00 AM
Sean.. I loved reading your poem over a cup of hot coffee this morning. Your write is interesting and it was a joy to read!
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