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She walks the streets
Of dim lit lights
The heart broken homeless woman
Lady of the night.
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   The world was yours
Gold and pearls, a platinum life
Married to a silver spoon
You were once a rich mans wife.
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   Your husband befriends the spirit king
A storm of abuse and alcohol rain
Now you run to spare your life
The only hope is to escape the pain.
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   State to state with blackened heart
Into the night is where you sleep
Within the darkness led astray
Where lonesome lives and gutters weep.
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   To your new home
No key no door
Emptiness squared
Of paper board.
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   He walks in silence all alone
Seeking out divinity
Mile upon mile on worn out shoes
Through the streets of un-lit trees.
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   Contrition holds his broken heart
Bound to earth by saddened love
His soul was taken within a glance
He is now the lonesome dove.
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   Once a father, a husband, 
A man
A wonderful life
Of dreams and plans.
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   Until that night in the car together
Unknownst the evil seed
A green light passed and through a yellow
The devil in drunken speed.
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   A wreck to fell the family tree
Within the night of silence brings
A horrid vision imprinted the mind
Of a soulless man with broken wings.
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    Even while life continues to shine
    There comes a girl of only nine
    Abandoned, alone to hope adored
    Mommy is gone to be a whore.
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    This child walks in huddled arms
    Frightened to be where evil charms
    She finds a box to crawl inside
    Alone to live, alone to cry.
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    While tears fall down upon her face
    A sound has startled her in her place
    Unbeknownst the box with broken tape
    This nine year old girl will now be rapped.
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   Now as I sit
In the comforts of home
I knew none of these people
Or the streets they called home.
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   I lived like most, in ignorance
To those poor and suffering lives
Never once did I adjust
A thought or even an eye.
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  Yet on the set the news I stare
Police lights shine in heavy glare
Those unknown people, those broken hearted
Lie still in the night, their souls departed.

     BY: DARREN J McMURRAY
     Placid Poet
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