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Chaos

October 8, 2014
By iscarmenate BRONZE, Natick, Massachusetts
iscarmenate BRONZE, Natick, Massachusetts
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It comes in waves,
rolling, pounding towering over bodies and fast feet
Over cherished space, city
struck out of tongue of meanderers
Whos syllables take death.

Death, a nightmare,
where passions turn deadly,
whos arrogance is to blame.
No protection exists.
Everyone just swerves around it.

They said he died by cruising considerably slower than the pavement.


The author's comments:

Found Poetry from the New York Times:http://www.nytimes.com/2014/09/29/nyregion/deaths-expose-chaos-of-central-parks-loop.html?hp&action=click&pgtype=Homepage&version=HpSumSmallMediaHigh&module=second-column-region®ion=top-news&WT.nav=top-news


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