Verlecia Fields Poet I do not know?

Fire Engine Scarlet Red 12-31-11

fire engine scarlet red 
is the color of the fire fighting Amaranth dead 
who hide there sinful Liability
as they wave at me 
from beyond my walking concrete grave 
to let me know, that my time is 
finely being bleed to the color of 
broken swollen face Cordovan red 

with a nod, the oldest 
of the human fire fighting apparatuses 
give me a sinful smile, while he drives The jungle Junction   
to let me know all the wale (a plank around the outside of a ship)
heaven can watch me as they push me to jump 
and that not, a soul will catch me, when i fall  

I am theirs to control
mine, mind is not my own
and not a person can i ask for help 
for they are organized 
all the way up, to the political  
rusted system, of no investigation
of your just Rosewood dead...
and your malted color lips wear 
the evoked yellow color
and smell excreted Urine  
reddish brown puppet...
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(did not fix-keep as is,   5-5-2017)

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