Oxy-Generation

The mind decays in indecision
Not remembering the bliss
Of knowing the reason for that or this
Blood runs in the streets and always has
Caused by the Gangster's greed
Believing dignity can be bought
With wads of currency
Wrapped with blue rubber bands from broccoli
Babies freeze & die from lack of love
Those that survive
Suckle the golden calf
and escape into the illusion
Of some new drug called 'Death.
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Death sometimes hide in Mothers Purse