Thanks N E Way But Something Tells Me Her's Is An Ex-Cat-Poefree
DID YOU SNOW THAT BEFORE
That’s how it goes
The rain bounces off the concrete
And then some days it snows
When it’s difficult to lift one’s feet
Now imagine you have to get somewhere
A place where peace is found and personified
It doesn’t matter how far it’s a trip you must bear
While thirteen inches of snow is by which your trip is defied
Now I’m talking about a place of perfect peace residing there
But hanging in a closet six miles away is your armor for protection
A place where few people would go from force or out of fear
But then you envision a shooting gallery where relaxation is found with every calming injection
while outside a tenement window a teenager views the snow
And he never need wonder why he ends up there within
He hears the soothing sigh of every shot and the sound of the wind to blow
While the teen knows that going to a damnable domain is a sacrilegious sin
Now that once young teenage boy has swiftly turned too old
Yet and still he treks anywhere a junkie goes
It doesn’t matter if it’s 99 degrees or a freeze frigid and cold
And Lord knows this is one junkie ain’t going to be hampered by two feet of snow
© 2010.….Poefree
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