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THE NIGHT FALLS

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THE NIGHT FALLS

I first lived in Brooklyn  
I later moved to queens

It was a struggle all we had to
eat was white rice and beans .
My whole life I watched people 
slit throats to chase their dreams. 

Gun shots was my alarm clock,
and the constant sound of ambulance
reminded me to cherish life To cherish 
a breath that many may never again

Mama always said don't keep friends to close, men will deceive you, 
I said yea right mama I don't believe you, until my friends turned in to snakes and snakes turned to lions and lions turned in to poison apples and then turned in to snakes again, moving in tall grass and took a big chunk out my ass and left a scar that will last,  
that's when I learned how to heal my own  wounds and take out my own trash  

I grew up to soon
I had to be a solider  
I had to be a goon 
to deal with these buffoons 

late nights, coming home drug addicts
would be stretched out on the steps ,
with a needle in his arm it wasn't anything 
new I continued to walk ,crossing over his 
body shaking my head

I knew he wasn't dead, it was just all the 
drugs that messed up his  head,

the hall way walls had dried 
blood stains and dried gum. 
The floors had empty cups, 
smoked cigarettes,empty 
weed bags and condoms.

A little kid walks by and asks what's that?
Her mom says its a balloon.
Knowing that shes growing up
and she will know far to soon 


The elavators has graffiti with 
small drying puddles of urine 
but I became immune to it
I stood at the corner


I slept on the floor with out a pillow for my head
I said it was better off being dead at least in the
coffin they give you cushion for your head...


To be continued My pen is to DRunk.....

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  1. Date: 3/13/2013 5:29:00 PM

    Hi Elliott, hope you are back... your poem is amazing! I love it;-)! Congratulations on your wonderful win in Nathan's contest~ always*LINDA

  1. Date: 9/28/2012 6:57:00 PM

    Powerful words and situations I can relate to some of it. I like the way your mind moves and incorporates on paper and I seem to feel the depths of your feelings in your words.

  1. Date: 7/31/2012 11:28:00 PM

    A late congrats *luv* Skat

  1. Date: 7/29/2012 9:23:00 PM

    Hi Elliott, i'm a little late,, but I'm here to .. Congratulate all my sisters winners.. Your entry was deep and straight forward. Thank you for supporting my sisters contest.. have yourself a good night~XOX~TEX

  1. Date: 7/27/2012 8:37:00 PM

    Congrats, Elliott. Excellent. Great job. Kudos. Ralph

  1. Date: 7/27/2012 11:31:00 AM

    Congratulations on your win in the "Give It To Me Straight" contest Elliott. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 7/26/2012 10:24:00 AM

    FAAABBBUUULLLLOOOOUUUSS!!!! Big Congrats on your win Elliott!!! hope you are well! miss ya..love and hugs, deb

  1. Date: 7/25/2012 11:00:00 AM

    Congrats on your win Elliott...

  1. Date: 7/25/2012 8:53:00 AM

    Congratulations on your win in this contest. A moving poem - reminds me of a city I used ti live in.

  1. Date: 7/25/2012 7:26:00 AM

    Congratulations on your win.

  1. Date: 7/25/2012 4:06:00 AM

    Elliott congrats on your win, excellent write...David

  1. Date: 6/22/2012 11:02:00 PM

    a well scripted and directed poetic Documentary on the dark world .jk

  1. Date: 6/21/2012 1:41:00 PM

    mail

  1. Date: 6/21/2012 1:00:00 PM

    your edgy use of words and how it fulfills its place in this aching piece is just superb, elliott... looking forward to the sequel!... amazingly dark yet beautiful!..:) huggs!

  1. Date: 6/21/2012 12:10:00 PM

    Elliott this is an eye opener in every sense of the word.. Will check back or please let me know once you've continued with this.. Enjoyed this in your face write.. ;) Wilma

  1. Date: 6/21/2012 12:01:00 PM

    Hi Elliot I raise my hat to you what a write, hope your pen sobers up soon so I can read the rest, all the best Owen

  1. Date: 6/21/2012 11:08:00 AM

    I will be back to read this one, but i want to soupmail you, right now. hugs, Catie :)

  1. Date: 6/21/2012 9:15:00 AM

    phenomenal piece Elliott.. a story of life so brutal yet u succeedwed to make it work .. this is extraordinary with superb rhyme to convey the emotion so boldly.. luv.. living right outside NYC I can relate to much of this write luv.. thankxx for sharing ..

  1. Date: 6/20/2012 8:25:00 PM

    Elliot, this had me riveted. Damn the 2500 characters! AAAAAAAAAARGH. Your poetry should not be contrained by that kind of limit!!!! I want to know you survived, what blew your sails! Awesome awesome write. Keep the fingers on the keyboard. Tell your drunk pen to sober up enough to finish! I am ready to slap your pen! :-) Hugs, Cyndi

  1. Date: 6/20/2012 5:44:00 PM

    WOW, what a write this is!!! You drew me right in with this one, Elliot. To be continued I see!! Keep it up!!

  1. Date: 6/20/2012 4:12:00 PM

    ruff travel,hope it made you a better man,great write Elliott

  1. Date: 6/20/2012 1:59:00 PM

    Dear Elliot, Strikes the heart,your touching lines.Powerful,excellent write.Wishing for you joy,and happiness.Tracy.

  1. Date: 6/20/2012 7:38:00 AM

    Woow.... what a story....what a good write Elliott - waithing for continues...Have a nice day. - oxox love Anne-Lise

  1. Date: 6/20/2012 3:41:00 AM

    Soup mail hun x

  1. Date: 6/19/2012 8:59:00 PM

    Fascinating write Elliott you never cease to amaze me and I never want to stop being amazed by you, a big hug for all your tomorrows, Vie

  1. Date: 6/19/2012 8:41:00 PM

    Burner...this is the news! Post the site in the blog if its up....I'm doing soupmail...lol...wow