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This is the City

By Brazos

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This is the City This is the city-- It is the middle of the night Children cry and die And suffer humanity's blight. This is a child-- She picks up a cigarette And she puffs on it Such is mom and dad's vignette. This is the E.R.-- Here the girl now lies so wee Her mind now turned off By an overdose of PCP. This is the graveyard-- Her new home, by that small tree I visit her each day, And hope for her to come back to me. And this is my house-- My body lives here, with no soul An old man, alone No grandbaby to share my bowl. > This is the City And it's the middle of the night.This one is part fiction, part truth. My grandbaby survived. Written March 27th, 2002 © on Dec 14 2002 11:10 AM PST, Brazos Mason   18 • 11 • 9

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