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Red light

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Below is the poem entitled Red light which was written by poet Charles Pullen. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

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Red light

Who are you?
If I had the time,
I'd find out,
But the light turns green
And faces streak by 
So fast.
And when the light is red,
I make sure the doors 
Are locked and the Windows 
Are raised.
Who are you?
Don't worry,I'll try
Not to stare,and sorry
Not a dime to spare.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Date: 6/8/2017 9:49:00 AM
Ouch! Not sure for whom I feel the greater pity. The glass separates the equally poor, Good use of your art. Punch the plush-safe in the heart.
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