Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

By: Jeff Stevens
In a town that i once knew, living was good,
There where people gathered  around  every Friday night, Beer lined streets, music cranked loud,, we all ran wild and didn't even care.
Up at the pool hall, was tha place to chill, you could drink,,smoke, and find cheap thrills.
O'l, Donnie, Dave, and Homer, hustled the game, Runnin Poker every night in an old grey bus, 
passing there whisky and actin, a fool, And if ya didn't know em Well they were the original Crew.
Now Homer's since past, But legends live on, those times were good, and I'd  Re-live em all.
But oh, how the times have changed, O'l Pathfork  just ain't the same,
Now there's meth in the  streets, needles in tha ditches, the baby's are starving cause there mommas won't feed em.
Damn what a shame, tha pathfork we knew,,will never be tha same.
Its gone to Hell, and aint coming back, but the good Folks ain't at fault,, You can blame the meth for that.
Aint no law gonna come up here, cause they arrest tha innocent, and praise tha guilty,
There scared to death to make a change,
they just set back and count the bags, and let the junkies kill there selves,
The prisons overcrowded, and jails overflowing,
all my buddy's are locked up for stealing and robbing,
Yeah this may of saved em for now, but soon they'll be free,
And when they roll back through, up 72 
Meth said, he's Got, em. cause the pills aint workin Like they used to.
Drugs took my soul, and spun me out, Lost my freedom, lost my family and everything I owned,
In a town that i once knew iving was good. People gathered around every Friday night.
It used to be drink and smoke, now it's tweek and Geek, everythigs burnt, and Half the people are dead, 
Most are still kickin, and most Moved on, but the ones that's left keep rolling on.
It's a zombie town, Pathfork is gone, 
It'll never be the same, methamphetamine took it's soul, it's gone to hell.And ain't home no more...