A child has drawn upon the walk,
A petroglyph, with colored chalk.
Her blissful life, without a care,
Of grown-up things, she's unaware.
A young man walking down the street
In paranoia, plants his feet.
A car speeds by. A popping sound.
The young man dives onto the ground.
The car is gone. The man then flees,
To get away from what he sees.
A child is drawn upon the walk,
A petroglyph, with marking chalk.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
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