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Pawnbroker Poems - Poems about Pawnbroker


My First Crime

...At the crack of dawn on a street blanketed with snow,
The shotgun pellets crater my chest, back and thighs,
Thickly the hot metals drove in, each like a harum-scarum driver,
Sputtering my flesh an...
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Categories: pawnbroker, racism,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberOnce a Pawn a Time

...My neighbourhood had a Pawnshop, 
where people brought their treasures.
When Lady Luck wasn't smiling,
And they were running out of pleasures. 

The merchandise was varied one of everything,
Ca...
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Categories: pawnbroker, business, old, sad,
Form: Rhyme



Family History

...Cardboard covered the holes in his shoes
No money but he knew the rent was due
His wife had just given birth 
She should be the happiest woman on earth
So he would do whatever he had to do.

To...
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Categories: pawnbroker, family,
Form: Verse

Premium MemberJazz Horn

...Jazz Horn

Now put your left foot forward.
Next put your right foot ahead.
See how that works?
See how the workings of these two appendages
Facilitates the outcome
Of one continuous forward motion
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Categories: pawnbroker, urban, me, night, old,
Form: Blank verse

Dungbeetles and Poverty

..."Sir" want me to call something --
A name? 
Well call then what you can.
Am I worth naming "sir" !! call any name.

My mother said, I was blesses by rain water
through our thetchet roof first d...
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Categories: pawnbroker, lifeday, father, me, day,
Form: Dramatic Monologue




Book: Reflection on the Important Things