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"prop"s for "a gend"er r"a"h
by Jared Fladelandmy life is a victim
falling prey to the whims of three big thugs:
God, Destiny, and a little hoboken bum named Louie
who likes to punch with a hook shot to the cheek bone with his big
bulky
right stubby fist.
and that's why I'm laying here on the pavement
bleeding like a steak cooked slightly under medium,
and someone's sawed off my lower torso with a knife.
It sucks to be the underpriviledged in America.
If I was Saddam,
my suffering would've been over swiftly,
and all my sins would be left to the devices
of something greater than the kid with two iron-filled boxing gloves. 12/30/2006 Posted on 12/30/2006
Copyright © 2024 Jared Fladeland
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 12/30/06 at 04:51 PM Man, that last stanza? Damn, damn, damn. Really, really nicely done. |
| Posted by Cristy M. on 01/06/07 at 05:48 PM i don't necessarily like the topical nature of any poem when it gets to comment on the political yet this piece is really strong overall. louie, that's genius. really great. |
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