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Elegy for Juarez

"I'm gonna cut you off" he says
the small view gang man of Juarez

hollow points and hollowed head
detached triggers pulled and bled

the reasons lost, the lives tossed
no matter, no sense, the lines crossed

can we make sense in drug induced times
of bluntly unworthy familial crimes

power and money and money and power
humanity we snort and slowly devour

who's the culprit who's the victim
the police can't save the judges dictum

we all have died a little death
when children die and kill for meth

© agoodguy2have 2010-03-21
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Posted: Mar 2010
About this poem:
i think it's self explainitory.

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Comments (5)

Good writing.
So sad and so true.
So very, very true. Truthfully depicted.
Nice...good guy. You wrote one line that royally tweaked my interest. "the small view gang man of Juarez". At times I've thought about this, that for most of us, we live our lives on the mainstream boulevard, influenced by and interacting with events and values of the day/world. While gang members seem to exist in their private limited microcosm of reality. Accepting their lot and striving merely to be big fish in their little ponds, they continue to parlay their actions/deeds onward, with little real change in their spiral state.
Hi, agoodguy2have,
So many powerful and haunting lines...humanity devoured! Now, how to change how the story ends! Thank you for sharing.
Tastefully written, i blame the system, not the users..., after all its the system they're trying to escape by using...
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