Railroad Tracks

Railroad Tracks ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Down by the riverside under the bridge are the masses of those who have chosen to throw in the towel Although labels are not mine to place on anyone These broken discarded shells converge in the revel Willingly donning the titles blindly playing the roles Junkies, winos, dealers lets not forget the sluts or whores Each day I pray that at least one could find the will to live But reality is a harsh mistress, as I bait my hook with shrimp Realizing that what I do to the snook isn't so different from their wasted lives drinking, the poison rotgut and making love to their mistress crack Very few that are hooked ever live to tell the tale There by the railroad tracks the wasted existence has only the promise of an untimely death