Hey Degenerate

February 23, 2009
By Logan Feinberg BRONZE, Spring Hill, Florida
Logan Feinberg BRONZE, Spring Hill, Florida
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Hey Degenerate,

Selling on corners of streets?

With torn up holes in your jeans

Bandannaed hair in the breeze.


Hey Degenerate,

Hatred for all that you see?

Don't lift more than one can heave

With Bandannaed hair in the breeze.


Hey Degenerate,

Smile so keen to deceive.

Thought more than thinking should be

With Bandannaed hair in the breeze.


Hey Degenerate,

Why are you cutting so deep?

Painting red by the streams

Bandannaed hair in the breeze.


Hey Degenerate,

Hope you made one with peace.

So pale, so still, but yet replete

With Flowing hair in the breeze

The author's comments:
I hope all who read this poem understand its true meaning, and reflect on how we live our lives.

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