There’s five miles
Left In the day
We’ve got time he’d say
I never saw it that way
As I watched the hours fade
Troubles two miles out I’d shout
The winds kicked up
The sun won’t shine sky is grey
We’ve a couple hours time
He’d say
It’s upon us Now on us
Carnage Death
Where’s the rest I’m afraid
We’ve little time he’d say
The day is gone
Nothing’s left
Prone prostrate alone he’d lay
Tomorrow’s here to stay he’d say
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John Jay Tucker- Born/raised in Far Rockaway Queens NY and Baldwin L.I. A graduate of St. Agnes Cathedral H.S. Rockville Centre NY A grandfather who enjoys being a sub teacher at Lawrence Woodmere Academy, attending poetry events and is published in Bards anthologies, Nassau County Voices and Performance Poets Association Literary Reviews.
Left In the day
We’ve got time he’d say
I never saw it that way
As I watched the hours fade
Troubles two miles out I’d shout
The winds kicked up
The sun won’t shine sky is grey
We’ve a couple hours time
He’d say
It’s upon us Now on us
Carnage Death
Where’s the rest I’m afraid
We’ve little time he’d say
The day is gone
Nothing’s left
Prone prostrate alone he’d lay
Tomorrow’s here to stay he’d say
_________________________________________________________________
John Jay Tucker- Born/raised in Far Rockaway Queens NY and Baldwin L.I. A graduate of St. Agnes Cathedral H.S. Rockville Centre NY A grandfather who enjoys being a sub teacher at Lawrence Woodmere Academy, attending poetry events and is published in Bards anthologies, Nassau County Voices and Performance Poets Association Literary Reviews.
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