White rain in the city, a
mirage is created.
Through the goodness of the city,
the richness of the soil from
the constant rain and the craziness
of the morning traffic has all
been a mirage.
All that has been presumed to be simple
is not anymore.
The city is filled with corruption
and deception mellowed with
The city is not noticed for its rich
green grass but for its racism,
deceitfulness and steady greed.
A battle of wits between two flesh and blood brothers,
a botched murder attempt, a war between two new
foes, adultery and a case of
WRITTEN BY CHARLES BANKS, JR
WRITING AS BLACK ANGEL
EXCERPT FROM PAGE 110 OF A ROSE IN THE NAME OF LOVE
© 2008 BY CHARLES BANKS JR.
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