A Very Busy Place Poem by Dorsey Baker

Baby get up get dressed
lets get out of here!
shots keep going off
like firecrackers
too many
guns around here
no peace
to be found here
a man is wounded
on the street
and he is
fighting for his life!
Baby get up get dressed
lets get
out of here!
I hear voices of rage
something is going on
downstairs
I see a woman of fair skin
her legs are naked
and she aint
wearing the clothes
she normally wears
the cops are coming!
Baby get up
get dressed
lets get out of here!