street sweeper
bite the bullet, taste the blood
feel your heart, beating deep inside
count the pulse, shake off your fears
ignore the call, calm the nerves
check the sight, aim the gun
steady the finger, squeeze the trigger
sweep the floor, waste them all
tune out the cries, ignore the moans
you are the greatest of them all
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*Circa 1996
photo credit: Takati2012
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