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Flashbacks

As I have flash backs to things of the past. I remember seeing on tv a riot and how it got out of hand so fast. In Los Angeles in a placed called Watts, There was looting and robbing, some were ducking while others were taking pot shots. Buildings were burning there was chaos on the streets. It was like watching a movie but no one wanted to be in the first row of seats. It was unbelievable the things that were shown. And in just a few hours how it had escalated and had gotten full blown. They said it was caused by injustice, police brutality and they had taken more than their share. It didn’t have to happen, it could have been prevented if it were handled with care. People scoffed at Rodney King when he said why can’t we all just get along. After nearly been beaten to death by L.A.’s finest when they knew they were wrong. In Gods eyes we all are equal He created us all. So who put up the barrier who erected the wall. Hatred is like a never healing festering sore. That is always demanding more, more, more. I don’t have the answer, I don’t have the cure, But I know someone that does of this I am sure. Communities in general need to help in policing there streets. Put a stop to prostitution and drug dealing let them know defeat. Control what your kids do, who they see, just get involved let your kid know that you care. Be a part of their lives show them love and affection and that it feels best when it is shared. This world can be turned around. But only where love can be found.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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