Voila

I live dangerous
nothing to fear
mingling with the fierce

on the stoops and babies
I am old and they teach me
the smoke of a free cigarette

the booze paid by your taxes
hardly if you spent it to educate
good souls to bare a grudge
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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