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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 11:03am
14th Feb 2025 11:03am
Massacre On St. Valentines Day
Month's before the "Wall Street Crash"
There was a bloody fight
Between two rival gangs in Chicago
It was a cold and snowy day in 1929
A celebration day for many lovers
Killers, thugs and mobsters
Running wild all over the streets
Spreading death everywhere in the city
G-Men had their hands full
There was a trap on North Clark Street
Seven men waiting for a truck load that never came
As Moran's gang was ordered to line up against the wall
Two phony police officers opened fire with Thompson...
There was a bloody fight
Between two rival gangs in Chicago
It was a cold and snowy day in 1929
A celebration day for many lovers
Killers, thugs and mobsters
Running wild all over the streets
Spreading death everywhere in the city
G-Men had their hands full
There was a trap on North Clark Street
Seven men waiting for a truck load that never came
As Moran's gang was ordered to line up against the wall
Two phony police officers opened fire with Thompson...
#corruption
#historical
#murder
#nonfiction
#ValentinesDay
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9 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 11:03am
14th Feb 2025 11:03am
Massacre On St. Valentines Day
Month's before the "Wall Street Crash"
There was a bloody fight
Between two rival gangs in Chicago
It was a cold and snowy day in 1929
A celebration day for many lovers
Killers, thugs and mobsters
Running wild all over the streets
Spreading death everywhere in the city
G-Men had their hands full
There was a trap on North Clark Street
Seven men waiting for a truck load that never came
As Moran's gang was ordered to line up against the wall
Two phony police officers opened fire with Thompson...
There was a bloody fight
Between two rival gangs in Chicago
It was a cold and snowy day in 1929
A celebration day for many lovers
Killers, thugs and mobsters
Running wild all over the streets
Spreading death everywhere in the city
G-Men had their hands full
There was a trap on North Clark Street
Seven men waiting for a truck load that never came
As Moran's gang was ordered to line up against the wall
Two phony police officers opened fire with Thompson...
#corruption
#historical
#murder
#nonfiction
#ValentinesDay
67 reads
9 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 11:03am
14th Feb 2025 11:03am
Massacre On St. Valentines Day
Month's before the "Wall Street Crash"
There was a bloody fight
Between two rival gangs in Chicago
It was a cold and snowy day in 1929
A celebration day for many lovers
Killers, thugs and mobsters
Running wild all over the streets
Spreading death everywhere in the city
G-Men had their hands full
There was a trap on North Clark Street
Seven men waiting for a truck load that never came
As Moran's gang was ordered to line up against the wall
Two phony police officers opened fire with Thompson...
There was a bloody fight
Between two rival gangs in Chicago
It was a cold and snowy day in 1929
A celebration day for many lovers
Killers, thugs and mobsters
Running wild all over the streets
Spreading death everywhere in the city
G-Men had their hands full
There was a trap on North Clark Street
Seven men waiting for a truck load that never came
As Moran's gang was ordered to line up against the wall
Two phony police officers opened fire with Thompson...
#corruption
#historical
#murder
#nonfiction
#ValentinesDay
67 reads
9 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 11:03am
14th Feb 2025 11:03am
Massacre On St. Valentines Day
Month's before the "Wall Street Crash"
There was a bloody fight
Between two rival gangs in Chicago
It was a cold and snowy day in 1929
A celebration day for many lovers
Killers, thugs and mobsters
Running wild all over the streets
Spreading death everywhere in the city
G-Men had their hands full
There was a trap on North Clark Street
Seven men waiting for a truck load that never came
As Moran's gang was ordered to line up against the wall
Two phony police officers opened fire with Thompson...
There was a bloody fight
Between two rival gangs in Chicago
It was a cold and snowy day in 1929
A celebration day for many lovers
Killers, thugs and mobsters
Running wild all over the streets
Spreading death everywhere in the city
G-Men had their hands full
There was a trap on North Clark Street
Seven men waiting for a truck load that never came
As Moran's gang was ordered to line up against the wall
Two phony police officers opened fire with Thompson...
#corruption
#historical
#murder
#nonfiction
#ValentinesDay
67 reads
9 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 11:03am
14th Feb 2025 11:03am
Massacre On St. Valentines Day
Month's before the "Wall Street Crash"
There was a bloody fight
Between two rival gangs in Chicago
It was a cold and snowy day in 1929
A celebration day for many lovers
Killers, thugs and mobsters
Running wild all over the streets
Spreading death everywhere in the city
G-Men had their hands full
There was a trap on North Clark Street
Seven men waiting for a truck load that never came
As Moran's gang was ordered to line up against the wall
Two phony police officers opened fire with Thompson...
There was a bloody fight
Between two rival gangs in Chicago
It was a cold and snowy day in 1929
A celebration day for many lovers
Killers, thugs and mobsters
Running wild all over the streets
Spreading death everywhere in the city
G-Men had their hands full
There was a trap on North Clark Street
Seven men waiting for a truck load that never came
As Moran's gang was ordered to line up against the wall
Two phony police officers opened fire with Thompson...
#corruption
#historical
#murder
#nonfiction
#ValentinesDay
67 reads
9 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
19th Mar 2024 00:55am
19th Mar 2024 00:55am
the argument
you can’t accuse me of living in the past, since it’s not an accusation but the truth is, I’ve lived most of my life in the past and only now in the present.
#nonfiction
141 reads
6 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
4th Jan 2020 5:40pm
4th Jan 2020 5:40pm
Journal of a Schizophrenic (Entry #1)
Dear death,
I cannot shun the premonition that you'll be coming to my side soon. If it is so, please grant those that I care about a long life. Life, what a surreal thing. I've long come to the belief that it has no meaning., therefor no god, no Satan. I wish I believed in all that stuff, but somehow I believe you have a form, a physical existence somewhere. I know you've been watching me for a long time - waiting patiently. Waiting for my suicidal ideation to overpower. I want to win, but I now feel that I would win more in the peace of death. I could stay alive in the memories of those...
I cannot shun the premonition that you'll be coming to my side soon. If it is so, please grant those that I care about a long life. Life, what a surreal thing. I've long come to the belief that it has no meaning., therefor no god, no Satan. I wish I believed in all that stuff, but somehow I believe you have a form, a physical existence somewhere. I know you've been watching me for a long time - waiting patiently. Waiting for my suicidal ideation to overpower. I want to win, but I now feel that I would win more in the peace of death. I could stay alive in the memories of those...
#anxiety
#depression
#suicide
#MentalHealth
#nonfiction
483 reads
7 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
4th Jan 2020 5:40pm
4th Jan 2020 5:40pm
Journal of a Schizophrenic (Entry #1)
Dear death,
I cannot shun the premonition that you'll be coming to my side soon. If it is so, please grant those that I care about a long life. Life, what a surreal thing. I've long come to the belief that it has no meaning., therefor no god, no Satan. I wish I believed in all that stuff, but somehow I believe you have a form, a physical existence somewhere. I know you've been watching me for a long time - waiting patiently. Waiting for my suicidal ideation to overpower. I want to win, but I now feel that I would win more in the peace of death. I could stay alive in the memories of those...
I cannot shun the premonition that you'll be coming to my side soon. If it is so, please grant those that I care about a long life. Life, what a surreal thing. I've long come to the belief that it has no meaning., therefor no god, no Satan. I wish I believed in all that stuff, but somehow I believe you have a form, a physical existence somewhere. I know you've been watching me for a long time - waiting patiently. Waiting for my suicidal ideation to overpower. I want to win, but I now feel that I would win more in the peace of death. I could stay alive in the memories of those...
#anxiety
#depression
#suicide
#MentalHealth
#nonfiction
483 reads
7 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
4th Jan 2020 5:40pm
4th Jan 2020 5:40pm
Journal of a Schizophrenic (Entry #1)
Dear death,
I cannot shun the premonition that you'll be coming to my side soon. If it is so, please grant those that I care about a long life. Life, what a surreal thing. I've long come to the belief that it has no meaning., therefor no god, no Satan. I wish I believed in all that stuff, but somehow I believe you have a form, a physical existence somewhere. I know you've been watching me for a long time - waiting patiently. Waiting for my suicidal ideation to overpower. I want to win, but I now feel that I would win more in the peace of death. I could stay alive in the memories of those...
I cannot shun the premonition that you'll be coming to my side soon. If it is so, please grant those that I care about a long life. Life, what a surreal thing. I've long come to the belief that it has no meaning., therefor no god, no Satan. I wish I believed in all that stuff, but somehow I believe you have a form, a physical existence somewhere. I know you've been watching me for a long time - waiting patiently. Waiting for my suicidal ideation to overpower. I want to win, but I now feel that I would win more in the peace of death. I could stay alive in the memories of those...
#anxiety
#depression
#suicide
#MentalHealth
#nonfiction
483 reads
7 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
4th Jan 2020 5:40pm
4th Jan 2020 5:40pm
Journal of a Schizophrenic (Entry #1)
Dear death,
I cannot shun the premonition that you'll be coming to my side soon. If it is so, please grant those that I care about a long life. Life, what a surreal thing. I've long come to the belief that it has no meaning., therefor no god, no Satan. I wish I believed in all that stuff, but somehow I believe you have a form, a physical existence somewhere. I know you've been watching me for a long time - waiting patiently. Waiting for my suicidal ideation to overpower. I want to win, but I now feel that I would win more in the peace of death. I could stay alive in the memories of those...
I cannot shun the premonition that you'll be coming to my side soon. If it is so, please grant those that I care about a long life. Life, what a surreal thing. I've long come to the belief that it has no meaning., therefor no god, no Satan. I wish I believed in all that stuff, but somehow I believe you have a form, a physical existence somewhere. I know you've been watching me for a long time - waiting patiently. Waiting for my suicidal ideation to overpower. I want to win, but I now feel that I would win more in the peace of death. I could stay alive in the memories of those...
#anxiety
#depression
#suicide
#MentalHealth
#nonfiction
483 reads
7 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
4th Jan 2020 5:40pm
4th Jan 2020 5:40pm
Journal of a Schizophrenic (Entry #1)
Dear death,
I cannot shun the premonition that you'll be coming to my side soon. If it is so, please grant those that I care about a long life. Life, what a surreal thing. I've long come to the belief that it has no meaning., therefor no god, no Satan. I wish I believed in all that stuff, but somehow I believe you have a form, a physical existence somewhere. I know you've been watching me for a long time - waiting patiently. Waiting for my suicidal ideation to overpower. I want to win, but I now feel that I would win more in the peace of death. I could stay alive in the memories of those...
I cannot shun the premonition that you'll be coming to my side soon. If it is so, please grant those that I care about a long life. Life, what a surreal thing. I've long come to the belief that it has no meaning., therefor no god, no Satan. I wish I believed in all that stuff, but somehow I believe you have a form, a physical existence somewhere. I know you've been watching me for a long time - waiting patiently. Waiting for my suicidal ideation to overpower. I want to win, but I now feel that I would win more in the peace of death. I could stay alive in the memories of those...
#anxiety
#depression
#suicide
#MentalHealth
#nonfiction
483 reads
7 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
13th Apr 2023 4:10pm
13th Apr 2023 4:10pm
Cunny and Bunny
Cunny was an ambitious young man from the country. He lived in a district called Hopewell in the parish of Hanover. His real name was Junior, and he considered himself a funny man. Although he was twenty years old, he had grey beard and grey hair, and he said that premature greying ran in the family. Cunny claimed that he could sing well, and he wanted to become a professional singer.
The strange thing was that nobody in the community had ever heard him sing. Someone told Cunny about a recording studio somewhere in St. Ann, so he decided to go to the studio and speak to the...
The strange thing was that nobody in the community had ever heard him sing. Someone told Cunny about a recording studio somewhere in St. Ann, so he decided to go to the studio and speak to the...
#animals
#funny
#prose
#travel
#nonfiction
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