EverydayPoems
As a songwriter, I sometimes have thoughts or ideas that wouldn't particularly make a good song. This is the outlet for that stuff...
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Street Preacher
In his striped necktie
And baseball cap
With the sewn-on crimson cross
Bouncing his convictions
Like a rubber ball
Against a wall of indifference
With the fortitude
That only comes from
A diet of locusts
And wild honey
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