Long Off the streets Poems

SPECIAL AGENT ALAN KING FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION CHICAGO FIELD OFFICE I ALWAYS KNEW SOMETHING WAS OFF WITH ALAN I MEAN AFTER ALL HE WAS ACTUALLY WORKING FOR WANNABE MOBSTERS CIRO GARGANO WHO TRULY BELIEVED...

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There was no easy day going under cover 
with four kids riding along with the FBI supervisor 
I was just a young mother of four actually expecting 
again seven months pregnant the FBI installed wires...

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the grace of Paris
lingering in my thoughts. . . 
Madrid’s grimy walls

As our small group of students entered Madrid, it was an early morning in late January. We had left behind us what has been...

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Us kids on the scrap heap estate, we were never going anywhere
poverty deprivation criminal activity was here to stay
Social Services, poor bastards, had no idea what to do
no, no one had a blasted clue
then, some...

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Victorian Poverty In London.
.
Slumming it in adverse poverty
In Victorian London’s  
Limehouse White Chapel and Bethnal Green 
Dingy doss houses packed to the brim
Narrow dirty streets with cobbles
And loud cartwheel din
.
Large families sharing one room
Overcrowded...

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“Let’s Ban War”

Have your ever thought
About banning war?
How much better we
All would be
If we just banned war?

So much more we could do.
We could buy food
And clothe the poor.

We could chase butterflies
Around in a Zoo.
Look at...

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Paris at 51

Bless me Father for I have sinned
it has been forty years since  my last confession.
My life Hell, I seek Heaven. I ran 
away from home at eleven. Sold my body.
Fell to drugs....

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Do you want all those dudes hangin' in front of ya momma's crib?

Keep yo' churrin' off the streets and away from where the big boys fib

I'm the king of hardcore and deserve a whole lot...

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The Metro

At the metro 
Railroad cars run on steel, metal tracks above and below ground
A narrow pathway in the dark 
A screeching halt
A loud whistle
A train is approaching  now 

Subway lines follow their route...

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What is this world really about?

I can listen to the President and still not understand a word out of his mouth,

Is he for the American people or is he only in office to institute wars,

He...

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at the mission in the Bowery
when the addict comes in at night
they are ushered through electronic doors that
slam shut like a prison 
echoing down the hall &
with few people on staff
they make their rounds in...

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Your children can't find work
they wander the streets 
form up as groups 
those groups become gangs

people introduce drugs
if you get a child hooked on drugs
you have a customer  
for the rest of their live's

teenagers...

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in the corners of my room i place all my chapters of life

each one consists of a new beginning and an end

living in the streets covering up with newspaper

eating out the garbage wearing someone elses...

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most people trouncing round the empire 
walk with a sense of respect built by
the accumulation of things,
built by the constant reassertion of one’s
personality publicly,
pronouncing themselves a 
functional
social
being,
as defined by these terms alone---

and the western world...

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Good evening Mr. and Miss America,
We interrupt your lives for the following foolishness that's in your hearing!
Your president has just ordered our young men to go to war.
Mothers are in prayer but not so much...

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(07/20/11)

So much bad news- about children being abused.
What kind of thoughts can go thru a molesters mind
Don’t they know they’ll be caught with time.

Do you know how many children have run away
Because in their house...

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Imagine a lovely garden, tea for two, and this story . . .
So I guess you were in the Delafield Park that morning-
Police report says around 12 a-something
Yeah, I’m sorry, I wish you woulda called,...

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In the dark allies they hide with the muzzles of their guns and fly bullets with people screaming for safety out of dazzle.
Reading long speeches in suits they wove out of patriotism and deception
Greed, vanity...

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He enters the neighborhood bitter 
from cold cases old grudges and gripes 
his musty breath is shallow stone cold 
coming from his angry nostrils transferred 
yet again for bad behavior after sucking
the life out of...

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When a gun goes off you lose control
The bullet now controls you
The hand that pulled the trigger is angry
But anger is fleeting
And regret cannot stop its journey

The hangover of morning will not go away
For you...

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Me again:
Blue parrots screech hawkers off the streets
Where rats and mobile devices scream
Insults into the ears of the sewars.
Whiskers and teardrops and plops of fun
Which dangle relentlessly above the
Green shoreline. 
Playing musical pillows at sinister
Dinner...

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Well son...

It all began in Fairyland
In the lab of the mystical toads
As trash throughout the land had gotten way out of hand
Along side of the pixie dust roads

The system they had wasn't working
Leaving empty all...

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The music is my destiny it 
brings out the best in me 
when I'm in the booth its 
like I can feel everything 
my senses getting 
heightened no longer 
feeling frightened its just 
me and...

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Man in a Burger Bar

Man in a Burger Bar: Pale and thin
already in love with the dark girl
shovelling fries, guides his tray to
a table viewing the world outside.
Free as the fish that roam the seas,
can...

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