Jeffry Cohan Poet Quatrain

Free Cee Unjust Junkies

MOM AND POP GOES THE DIESEL

There we were, four in the same place
where the only thing one could do was pace
you could pray from morning until night
four men surrounded by fright

to the left was a hard right to the chin
to the right was a man about to remove your grin
straight across was a threat we all ignored
but he was, for a good reason, called “The Lord”

he wasn't the son of man or born of a virgin birth
but everyone knew to respect this man who seemed to own the earth
it was four against fear and fear was winning
four in the same place because four had been caught sinning

it was a quiet summer afternoon with nothing to do
then we had a brilliant idea that came out of the blue
alas, we were all four of us were charged with the same thing for defying the law
because what junkie can resist robbing a mom and pop convenience store?
     © 2012....copyright PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~

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