THE WAY,

The way this world has turned out to be isn’t nothing but blood shed from you and from me. How hateful and unforgiving is now where we live. How can we get by when there soon will be noone here to tell us goodnight.

Killing and shooting is like a everyday thing. Babies getting killed why oh why is there noone here to help their minds and their little bodies heal? Lay down the guns knives and things and take responsibility for the things and people you have brought into this world and have yet to bring.

I wrote this poem when I was in high school and still to this day can remember it. Hope you all like it;)

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