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Dead End Street Contest
Entry to John Lawless
Dead End Street
Poetry Contest
7th November 2023
At the bottom of this here
Dead End Street
Appropriately named
Limbo Purgatory No Mans Land
Resides a cemetery
In whom one side live and exist in perfect harmony
Whereas on the other side the true problem lies
With curtains and weapons permanently drawn
Is the boundary defining lines between
A turf war being fought day and night
Between the two opposing gangs and forces
Of the those who have and have not
Those who don't have nothing to loose
No electricity , running water food or money
Where boarded up windows replace broken glass
The dogs and cats look ferrel and emaciated
Even the rats left in search of greener pastures
The children play without shoes on their feet
It's become so lawless the police themselves
Regards it a no go area and are stay well clear
Not a single hope for their family or future
No one cares or gives a damn about them
No one wants to believe or accept
They even exist so long as they don't have to
Co - Exit or are expected to engage with them
As on ever side of this dead end street
In the middle no man can claim as common ground
Birth alone decides on which side of the street
You are born into and thereafter will live
Until the day we all eventually one day die
And we all end up taking and moving into
Numero Zero Dead End Street
Cemetery
Only difference then is there is no longer anyway
Of being able to distinguish between us then
Apart from that once upon a time we were alive
Because all journeys lead up to and terminate
Eventually at the same old very street called
Dead End
Copyright ©
Christopher Flaherty
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