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")