Acid-rain sings the blues. <br />Shine left my shoes. <br />Church bells in a flutter. <br />People behind closed shutters. <br />Rich limo with a flat. <br />Many lie, eating crackerjacks. <br />Poor people in food lines. <br />Gold wristwatch, with a chime. <br />Panic hearts look around. <br />TV. clown making more sounds. <br />God idol images, looking down. <br />Dead body, GUTTER TRASH, with a frown. <br /> <br />9/23/2009 POEWHIT <br /> <br />JESUS SAVES<br /><br />JOE POEWHIT<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gutter-trash-2/
