the smoke far away

The smoke far away in the city
will clear the mist from your eyes
as it destroys the distance
and rolls in over you
and the fire will cleanse your ignorance
forge your innocence into a scar

and you’ll chill and fuck around
with the boyz in the da hood,
you’ll catch a bean bag bullet
that’ll knock the smoothness
from your shoulder,
a permanent bruise tattoo,
your colorz of initiation,
burned in like the fire that
scorched your lawn,
purged your illusions
of a New World Order,
and forced you to move

———

c. 2001, 2008 Evan Gilling

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