Crammed with people to the wall
Place filled with happiness
Then a far off memory I do recall
I simply can't get it out of my head
Place is crowded from wall to wall
This be a lunatics paradise
Someone can come in with a gun
And start blowing people away before
Our eyes
People crowded wall to wall
For good deals they do beg
This is an excellent opportunity
to continue spreading the plague
Entrenched in all types of fear,
this is how my wondrous God given
imagination rings in the New Year
YOU ARE READING
:Distorted Beauty
PoesíaThis is the beginning stages of a poem book that my sister and I are writing. We encourage comments and we do hope you enjoy it. More is soon to come by: Mikayla & Tiffany Moss
