Friday Night's Violence


A shooting at a local bar,

it was Friday night’s violence,

and sanity didn’t go far,

drunks would mutter,

throw up in the gutter,

and fall apart during the

disorganization and clutter,

bullet holes on the door,

and bodies were laid out

on the dance room floor,

the deaths would cover-up

the underage drinking,

during the times when no one was thinking,

hip-hop at its best,

and getting home safely was the only test,

who really cared about the three dead

with bullet holes in the chest,

losing money

was the only thing on the owner’s head,

a total disrespect for the dead,

when could he reopen his bar again,

was the only thing he said.

© 2012 Frank Atanacio

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Senoritaa 4 years ago

Reminds me of a short story by O. Henry about open murder in a bar. Good job again Frank.


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Eiddwen 4 years ago from Wales

Great poem Frank;very well written and has to be awarded my up up and away!!

Take care and have a great day.

Eddy.


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

thank you senoritaa and Eddy bless you both :)


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thelyricwriter 4 years ago from West Virginia

Up, awesome, and interesting. By far my favorite of your series Frank. Once again the detail in every line grabs me. Awesome job Frank. Hope you have a great day my friend. See you around.


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

thanks you thelyricwriter :)


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poetvix 4 years ago from Gone from Texas but still in the south. Surrounded by God's country.

The the owner's attitude at the end is too much the norm in some establishments. You just described Friday and Saturday nights all over the nation, very well in fact. Frank, I love reading your stuff. It's always edgy and real, gritty and believable with a touch of dramatic flare.


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

thanks for reading Poetvix :)

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