rockets flyin overhead
wish that they were birds instead
urban vermin on the run
gettin shot is never fun
find himself at war again
rather fight it with his pen
but the day has come at last
gotta fight it with a blast
gotta fight it with a blade
urban vermin still afraid
in the hills of lebanon
where the enemy is gone
when the enemy is dead
he'll go home and go to bed
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About Me
- Esav Benyamin
- URBAN POET is a place for my poetry and other bitter comments on the human experience, with occasional contributions from friends.
1 comment:
The pen is truly mightier than the sword! Great stuff.
check out: http://honeyedmouth.blogspot.com -- where we get used to the fear.
and
http://itstheidea.blogspot.com
We should collaborate.
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