Back in the days <br />when I lived <br />on Taylor Street <br />across the street <br />from the wonderful <br />red brick projects <br />holding youth <br />sitting on the rooftop <br />watching clouds sweep by <br />the madness that came <br />from welfare checks <br />and broken laughs of <br />sorry worms <br />blinded by their own <br />delight of simple ignorance <br />back in a time when <br />the only way we fell <br />was upwards<br /><br />Charles Lara<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/soup-can/
