Christopher King Poems
- 1. What's Golden
When the night is silent,
the heart beats loudest.
The one so dear drifts farthest leaving your mind divided.
... - 2. My Gun
My gun don't kill, it don't even shoot.
Rich man don't flee, my gun don't loot.
My gun is a beat, a melody, a tune.
my gun is a wish, a prayer, my gun is all truth.
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