Blasphemy on Main Street

Feeling: braindead
Blasphemy on Main Street Maybe we’ll have a sane streak and realize this is wrong. Dealers in the drug stores and kids who keep coming back for more cause daddies long gone. Hopes held hostage Next to little carts selling sausage and young girls waving you their way. Blasphemy on Main Street Maybe we’ll have a sane streak and realize this is wrong. Sinners in the clergy, Judges guilty of perjury Is this where we’ve come to stay? Blasphemy on Main Street Maybe we’ll have a sane streak and realize this is wrong. ------- The Start of my short story or novel. The Banshee Brigade: Tales of uncompromising courage. He walks into th pub and sits next to an ancient man. He noticed a badge of the Silent Siren on his shoulder Who he is isn't important, but this man, this man is Neil Thomas. "Part of the Banshee Brigade?" he asked. The man looked at him and stared, then turned and said " bertt get this man a beer." He then Turned back and told the young man " Prepare to hear tales of uncompromising courage." --- Maybe I should rewrite and do some research.
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