I Heard Not A Word
I heard bankshots last night,
sounded like vault robbery for sure
These startled eyes, which got rudely awakened,
saw some masked bandits
mute walking on a one beam teller ...
not cash registering one word
No safety deposit reassurances were heard,
only silent alarm
breached security measure blurbs
On the latest Bankers Holiday,
I heard some peppery sprayed hotshots
in a high pitch, screaming tire getaway
Preying mantis scarlet quotation tread marks
on the glowing screen said:
"We only take more than you can pay ...
blood money always got a dead air say"
Children of famous crooked faces
were crouched decibel low on a zip lip line,
tightrope beam teller
Proselyte pantomime pupils
moving their mouths a lot, cat burglar quick
Using lip sync tools,
saying not a single word ...
Only giving a wily nod coyote wink
I heard not a word
No, not one truthful word
during this brazen, public heist
As every lullaby lamb
warm fleece slept
with their pockets open last night
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2018
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