The Wild West of Dubville
Dubville used to be
a quiet town, not that much
was going on. The young would
move to the city after high school.
The elderly would stay because
they had no place else to go.
But crime is rampant now
in Dubville. The elderly are
robbed and beaten. Screams
break the silence of the night
as addicts steal anything to buy
another hit of heroin.
The only cop in town says
everybody pays a price to live
in the Wild West of Dubville.
Donal Mahoney
Copyright © Donal Mahoney | Year Posted 2017
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