bang bang bang


rough waters and
backstreet boys songs
in friday lips of
highschool boys
they hear bang bang bang

it’s a trip abused
by guns of cosmic men
notorious like savages
in the public bus of a
third world country

young boys hide
they saved their lives
from the angst of
bang bang bang
they run and crying

one can’t say he is
safe where he is
but watch out where
bullets gone stray
and people die
without their knowing



About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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