The City
My prison is a chain link fence
Beneath the neon lights
The sky bleeds blood orange
And dogs bark at metallic monsters
Crossing over the dirty bridge
Watching a dead bum float in the river
Next to a fornicating couple
Drowning in vodka and cocaine
Find release in the dingy clubs
Where drug dealers sell math books
And schools deal in fentanyl
For princes and prima donnas
Escape all of that to die by gunshot
By gang warfare or school shooters
The city's a haven for the callous and craven
And that's all before the sun rises
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2018
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