Original Poetry Fan Fiction ❯ My Poems ❯ Poem #27 ( Chapter 27 )

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Danielle Tippitt: 09/12/2008
 
Debate
 
We grew up to the rhythm of a million marching feet
Giving her a heart, a pulse
This city has a beat
Can't you see it pounding?
They thunder overhead
Making sure the blood flows
 
-Into the living dead
Cars crash, children laugh, people pass
Through the middle of a war zone
Broken glass, broken past, it won't last
Go ahead before it's all gone-
 
That's why I Look At It
 
-You've never really looked at It-
 
I'm too pragmatic, so I'm
Giving it up now
 
-Won't you Think About It?
Don't you Think About Control-
 
I think I'm losing mine
Losing my mind