A C.S.I. Las Vegas Poem: For Warrick


For Warrick

More than another brotha gone

You were the one

supposed to beat the odds

who had the goods

despite the demons

from casino runner to taxi driver,

bell captain of grand hotel digs

to gravedigger,

chem grad to finally CSI

you were riding life high

you redeemed yourself nicely

after the heat cooled over Holly G

recovered from dire mistakes

and mishaps of the gambling stakes

built a strong character all along…

but all of a sudden you were gone

how did it all go wrong?

Published by marinarena

poet-artist, traveler, down-to-earth human being

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