Deja Vu

Deja Vu,

Lights blinking on the corner of Main street,

Where the drugs are cheap and bullets free.

Another young man is down and out,

Innocent maybe, guess he took the wrong route.

Just a bloody fool!

Lights still on the corner of main street,

Where the dead lay smiling and living stay crying.

Crying for years of love and agony,

Now all that is in a box of mahogany.

Who shot who!

The phantom runs, hiding in friendly shadows,

With lights chasing him, no matter where he goes.

Stick and stones may break my bones,

But a bullet to my head will kill me for sure.

They found the clue!

Justice strikes in the name of the lord,

To appease the sentiment of the crowding horde,

"Evil has no place in this beautiful city of ours",

Yet hookers on the corner will charge you by the hours.

Who loves you!

Tears fall, for what could have been,

Life of peace and love, maybe a bit of sin.

That all goes away in vain,

Like those tears in rain.

But all I feel is Deja Vu.