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Book 35 Page 15

 

On the run

 

On the run with no where to go.

                             But he has lived all his life that way.

 

On the run with no cash to blow.

                            But he has lived all his life that way.

 

On the run and living low.

       On the run with police ‘in tow.’

              Twenty four hours a day, on the go-go-go.

 

On the run.       

       On the run.       

              On the run.       

Forever on the run.       

 

© Written by Dominic John Gill www.poetry.net.au  dominicj7@poetry.net.au Feb 3 2002