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Jul 2022
Just One Twenty Four

   As we turned the corner
We could see the flashing lights
But there was more than normal
Usually a couple would suffice

It was just my little brother and I
And I could feel my stomach churn
This was just another day in the life
The way our world would turn

As we got closer the Police were backing
With Mom and their guns were drawn
The stove and refrigerator were thrown
Out on the back lawn

Mom rushed to hug us and we were put
In the back of a police car
They sped away with lights and sirens to
Grandma’s it wasn’t far

We were supposed to be safe there,
And as we were being taken away
We saw Dad on the front porch with a
Shotgun holding the Police at bay

Now at Grandma’s safe from harm
Just caddy corner from the Sugar Shack
A biker bar where there was a fight and
Police came, Bikers shot Police shot back

Bullets flying coming through the windows
Of Grandma’s apartment, we’re on the floor
We were crying and Grandma was praying
The bikers had ammo but the Police had more

The Sun went down and rose again
The world outside was very violent
Sirens were whaling and bullets flying
The night was never silent

I could tell you stories about getting beat up By Bullies and Gangs and so much more
They were also the world I survived
And the above was Just One Twenty Four

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 07/23/2022
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean
Written by
Chuck Kean  62/M/Ohio
(62/M/Ohio)   
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