ON CONSCIOUSNESS

A Rude Awakening She was pushing To evict me She owned My dwellings But what of my rights The whore spread her legs Solicited an accomplice I was defenseless An unprovoked attack Before long Exposed Pulling In cahoots with the bitch My fate was sealed They had won Banished My peaceful existence stolen The noise was deafening It was on that day I started to die. Armand Hamouth