A Town by Any Other Name

Isolation stalks the remote red dirt,    
As tension rises like the tide.  
Loneliness floods the sad back streets,    
Blazing heat, bare feet, force the kids inside.    
    
Drinking becomes a stubborn escape,    
From the heat, a hopeless storm.    
Drugs, Police and a hard edged life,    
Leaves no hope, for the desperate and torn.    
   
Crime accepted as a part of life,    
Creeps in like a humid marsh wind.    
Police watch the A/C on a thin blue line,    
Forcing a blind eye to many small sins.    
 
 
 
7/01/20
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