....Adding anther from my Book of Poems & Prose......

..Page 6&7

                    State of Broke Down People.....

                  Girl appears Broken with Fear
                  and with Fright she Runs
                  from the Shadows of Death,
                  or a Boy that's maybe Dear.

                  Run the length of the Street,
                  Around the Corner to Stare
                  Look hard at your Destiny,
                  Only Hell are you to Meet.

                  A man, Still, with no Harm
                  but you're to Hate Him
                  and Run the other Way
                  to be Grabbed Fast on your Arm.
  
                  Shock taken in Despair 
                  Captured only by Feeling
                  nothing has Held You.....
                  only Falsehood is There.

                  Scamper to Hide in Corners 
                  to the Slums where alleys Prevail
                  Fall your Half lifted Body,
                  then be Swept up by no Mourners.

                  If you do Survive to Tell 
                  and Seek out your own Truth,
                  You will turn to Hate.....
                  For your last Home is Hell.
                 
...Page 8

                        Time for Living.....
      
                  Days are Hot, Long, and Stale....
                  The next might bring Rain or Hail.
                  Love, like this day differs as much...
                  You have to grab hold, just don't Touch!

                  Become aware of this as time goes on...
                  and you will live through life as easy as a Song.
                  Beware of faults in Love and Life
                  Pick the Truest for you Wife!

                  Behold, Death is yet Far....
                  So live your life the Fullest without Mar.
                  When the time for you to Pass,
                  And you believe in yourself, you will Last!