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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I Wake up in the morning hearing gunshots and people screaming I rush towards my window and see another innocent victim lying on the ground dead I look to my right and see another family mourn over a love one they lost Seeing the whole block glancing at the murder scene And when I took a look at the body I saw a young man with gunshots wounds across his body My eyes started to fill with angry and tears because I’m tire of all these homicides Because it got me traumatize seeing too many fratricides and patricides People need to put the guns down and start loving one another because things will get a lot better Young black males are getting killed because they be throwing up the wrong gang sign or they were at the wrong place at the wrong time Hanging with their friends at the party having fun And everything is going well until a disagreement comes along and now bullets start to spread like a virus killing a lot of innocent ones Some is crawling for their life to safety while others are calling 911 for help And by the time the cops and ambulance arrive the victims are deceased these young thugs are ending people lives before they can start their lives Babies are entering the world already seeing cold bodies lying beside them feeling death before they can pronounce the word Living in a world full of confusion black men killing their brothers and sisters like they’re the enemies While the true enemies hide behind you in the crowd People are going crazy going on a rampage walking into a theater and killing millions of people because they are hurt and anger at the world I’m sick and tire of seeing homicides poor little babies resting in their early graves didn’t even taste or smell life Didn’t even reach their full potential of becoming a young man or woman Didn't have a chance to speak their first words to their mother or father Death is no jokes I hate to see people play with it attempting suicide trying to kill their self like it want affect others Sitting in my room just listening to the commotion that’s uprising on the outside Hearing gunshots now I’m running outside to see the outcome will a mother or father be without their daughter or son for the rest of their lives or will they survive and live on But when I finally got outside it was another coldblooded murder another lost soul another mother and father losing their child to a single bullet through the head Now its time to get the funeral arrangements and print out obituaries it’s sad to see the scene of a homicide I wonder how many more will we have until the people gets the message that the guns is not the answer to your problem
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