Young Gun

Verse 1

So young
One gun
How dumb
I'm stunned
He's done

My son
My son

Verse 2

His choice
My voice
Spirit hoist
Skin so moist
Such a boast

My son
My son

Verse 3

Died in vain
This drives me insane
Such hidias pain
Listenening to the rain
For what has it gained

My son
My son




Tribute To A Co-Worker
Who Lost The Battle
In A Gunfight With Police


So Long Hollywood { 55 yrs old }
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Brown Avatar
April 20, 2010 at 10:15 AM
I enjoyed reading the poetry you presented to us today Katherine. Thank you for sharing it and may you have a day full of love and inspiration. Love, Carol
A   Avatar
April 19, 2010 at 3:16 PM
Intresting, write not a way to go have your self a good one. ..p.d.
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April 19, 2010 at 2:26 PM
Bad business, getting in any gun fights. somebody ususally gets hurt badly.
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