Make a U Turn At the Dead End
MAKE A U-TURN AT THE DEAD END
There was blood on the street
On his shirt
And on his shoes
Yet it never made the news
Just another person
Just another tale
Just another sister with a sorry story for sale
A beauty bound to lose
Yet it never made the news
There had been thousands of tears
Throughout the years
And nights of varied and sundry fears
Her flag of surrender was colored red, black and blues
Yet it never made the news
She’d been to the cops to tell her story
“listen lady, no guts no glory”
To them it was too ordinary so they’d refuse
I’d pick up a newspaper to peruse
And still her story never made the news
When the law finally caught the case
They understood the condition of her face
Needed not was D.N.A.for the culprit was known
After he’d broken every possible bone
He took a knife
To take the life
Of his dead-ended wife
Because she was his dynamite and he was the fuse
And she died yet it never made the f*****g news
© 2011.….Phreepoetree
(Note to that fifty-four year old willowy blonde at whom I stared at all night long while you
backed me varied dirty looks at the Chaser’s slam I told ya so…….there are other words
that rhyme with life besides your sibling “strife”, that may have been the only reason i
came in first and you second, i'll bet that caused some "strife" in your "life")
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