Document of sock-em sent from low rent promised to.. hooded hatred cannot build.. love stands forever true..
Sing always a right to live.. always for the free.. always look to equal ground.. there for all I see.. stopped insane flat stopped the train one time maybe more.. twenty years gone by still see them coming through the door.. all about a hand me down.. ‘kind of’ and ‘long gone’.. lie on lie leaves not a true love stone to rest upon..
Grandpa saw the first and worst or maybe time brought down.. what was worst grows to city.. city grows from town.. little children grown to man size search for promise done.. one evening drunk a social skunk ‘fat pork with badge and gun‘
A student there from Sweden.. 10 speeding USA.. rest sleep place in dumpster space.. till next Venice Beach day..
Loud sport jacket.. loud in threat.. double loud of mouth.. ‘fat pork with a badge and gun’.. screamed old hate from old South..
.38 in one hand.. badge held in his left.. hatred dripped as spit rolled out his mouth over chin cleft.. of a place he saw from distance.. place betrayed his worth.. timed denial of his life.. his true song.. at his birth..
Student did not die that day.. race ran no victim down.. a detective fat still can be seen around the town..
Day destruction warded off.. day good purpose won.. when my girl come out.. run hatred off with a shotgun..