Yelling (an acrostic poem)

You just can’t make this stuff up

Every day there are more and more idiots out there

Living idiotic lives just to piss me off

Leaving me wanting to scream

I realize this may seem offensive

Now that I utter these words aloud

Give me a break, I know I am an idiot for someone else, so there!

 

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And The Band Played On (an acrostic poem)

Anthony didn’t know what to expect

Nights could be quiet, but this one?

Dude!  Everyone was just wigging out.

 

The downtown nightclub, Tulane’s, burnt to the ground

He heard through the grapevine it was started by someone with a bong and a blowtorch

Everyone knows you don’t combine the two

 

But after the party moved on, there was a brawl at The Green Goddess.

Anthony had been on that call

Needed to bust a few drunken asses to get that mess sorted out

Detox was going to be busy till morning

 

People kept the crazy going even then

Leaving everyone on the night shift, including Anthony, very tired and cranky

Anthony thought once again about that parole job and wondered if he should bid on it

Yet he loved being a police officer

Every day he got to keep people safe, even when they behaved like animals

Deep down he knew he would miss it the minute he left

 

Over the radio another call came in, a robbery at a gas station

Never a dull moment, but there was always hope for a break later

 

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Destiny (an acrostic poem)

Didn’t see that old woman coming

Even after she told me I had to do it

Still I tried to fight her prophecy

Too bad I just didn’t listen

I ended up going further down such a painful path

Now I was finally doing what I was told to do

You would think Mom would finally cut me a break

 

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