HATE, has its own flag,
violence steps in and
knocks you off your
feet, AND the man with
the clerical clouths,
says amen, now lets do
it again.
CANCER, with its needle
and tubes, inserts it self
in to the blood of a
child, AND the man with
the clerical clouths, says
amen, now lets do it over again.
LOVE, brings you back to
life, but first you have
to learn to fight, AND the
man with the clerical
clouths, says amen.
DAVID GERARDINO
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-yellow-brick-road/
