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In Between The Mountains Of Hope Faith And Charity


Fire trucks,

And cops -

They gathered last night

At Mount Hope Lane,

Right in front of

The house

Next to mine

From the shadows of my window,

I saw a lady

Put on gloves

And stride through

The open door

Of my neighbor's

But I couldn't

Keep watching

To see

Who they bring out:

The man

The woman


The kid . . .

No, I'm not that strong.

. . .

In between the mountains




And Charity,

Sits a block of houses

That keeps experiencing

Horrific tragedy

And the irony



And rings

In the ears

Of the folks who still live here.

CH 9/27/23

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