Eunuch

Eunuch

A Poem by Wooddawg

I'll cut to the chase

Won't wrap it in lace.

From my lunacy booth

Comes the simplest of truths.

In my own blood, I write on a wall

A man behind a gun is a man without balls!

 

© 2011 Wooddawg


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Added on January 31, 2011
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