Description: Blah. Just something I wrote down all at once while listening to techno. It's been forever since I last wrote poetry, but I was bored and thought "why not?".
Oh, and I just put up a title. Thank you to Kat for the suggestion ^_^
Artists Swept Under the Rug -------------------------------------------
Random lights of an after-rain midnight city glow
Amplified in the afterglow of the passing storm
Kids in trench coats and Salvation Army camo shirts
Walk in small groups like Urban Gypsies
Older folks in middle-America SUVs eye them nervously
As if their very below $20,000 a year lives will tant them
Their assumptions are incriminating
They assume the worst
Why are they out this late?
Are they vandelizing? Stealing? Looking for someone to beat in a nearby ally and light their still alive cripple body ablaze?
How easily they forget
Youth is scorned in a haze of envy
Twenty minutes pass
A cruiser flares his lights of "How dare you"
They are told to go home
They shouldn't be seen on these streets
All because they're not the All-American prepstar kids who spit on them and make them forget they're human.
Here they are, penlized for being alive and uncloned
This is a very good and thought provoking write I believe this write was written to open some eyes to poverty and the lower class in this society Evreyone is equal We all no matter how so called society labels us people The stereotypes given are just pure Hogwash We as a race need to open up and start helping others which in return helps us Thank You for sharing this God Bless Ron
Nice last line, could be the title, instead of Untitled. Makes me think of all the thugs who aren't really, and just kids out havin a good time. Yet society has to force itself upon them and turn everybody the same. MTV, MTV2, cops, etc. including parents who forgot who they were as a kid. Its changed though, since then. Cause back then they didn't have cops chasing them for doing nothing, or a television telling them how they should be. Nice write! ~Kat
Submission Name: Artists Swept Under the Rug
