Californiaflaky

Posted byEugene HardyPosted ineconomics, Michiem, of the House of Woo, Personal Journal, PoetryTags:, , ,

It’s like….
An apple pie with a crust so flaky
That you eat very little of it.

They’re nice folks,
some have nothing under their crust.

Or ugly things….

I’ve never been to Warsaw ghetty,
I’d swear
I saw the gestapo
tearing down tents

Herding their dwellers into camps….

Oh, I’ve seen filth
lying in the streets.

Two wrongs are never right.

Published by Eugene Hardy

Learning how to be a better human being through poetry, prose and my journal. Still working on a better life in San Diego, CA..... Truth is, I am just another human among eight billion other folks on planet Earth. I've been told that my poetry is dark. I practice poetry.