One had a gun /
One had none /
One would walk away /
One would stay /
Two mothers would weep /
One a funeral Parlor she would seek /
One her son visible trough bars as she took a peek /
Who WON
No one
jimmy j
I wrote this poem also decades back about a pre teen who killed a teenager in a park'
Yesterday a 9 year old was playing with a gun on his front porch ,saying he found it in his back yard (hard for me to believe) but the gun went of by accident ???? and shot a teen in his ass as he walked by . This all happened on Kilbourne st ,Detroit's East side . My friend Fezzy was murdered in a dope house on Kilbourne st decades back that poem is called Death of a street soldier should be on my site ....
Love
Jimmy
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- Jimmy J.
- Poetry, what is it? A poet what is that? I doubt its me ! To me poetry is a word description of life. No matter a good or bad life only the truth of life. A poet can only truly describe a life he lives or has lived. One can not write about drug addiction, gangs, violence, and despair if he or she has not dwelled there. I write things I feel because I have been there, done that and know what many people feel because I feel it. What effects the young today effected the old yesterday. Nothing really has changed when it comes to poverty. I write about black and white issues because I feel neither black nor white, because I refuse to wear color of skin. I write about the young because I never grew up. I write about the old because the years added up.
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