

No More Crime This Time


Poems by ShalomManufacturer93
by ShalomManufacturer93 on March 22, 2024. © Ramon Cunningham, All rights reserved
Blood shed
men dead
bleeding
in the cement.
I take
that
as of late
pools of
blood
in senseless
statistics
higher
than
a race
in the
Olympics
Troubles
on the
double
bank lane
shuffle
criminals
aren't smooth.
I want
to be
different
it's severe
so I'm
shifting
the gears.
Crime
times
aren't
needed
seeing
is believing
and I wont
be deceitful
as a heathen.
by ShalomManufacturer93 on March 22, 2024. © Ramon Cunningham, All rights reserved
Psalms103- The life of mortals is like grass,
they flourish like a flower of the field
the wind blows over it and it's gone
and it's place remembers it no more!
The grass is greener?
Who said
who,
what,
when,
how
I'm traveling
miles to dial
the compass
and circumstances
and circumference.
Ring around the roses,
it's not valentines
but my loves shows
beyond heart's control!