A Future Here Now

One moment he was alive; the next he was dead
   Gunned down midst a gang war, a bullet in his head

No motive whatsoever, nor rhyme nor reason at all
   Only alienation and desperation casting their dark pall

Over an act so unspeakably wanton and cruel
   It incinerated once and forever all Laws and Rules---

Society's fabric pierced, penetrated, shattered and rent
   As mourners paid clumsy tributes, broke down and went

Home to a future that now felt so grim and so bleak
   A Future of ambulances clanging and sirens' shrieks

A Future here Now on countless sidewalks of slums
   Where murder's a hero, law and order a bum
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Kiser Avatar
October 8, 2018 at 8:02 AM
If people would just work together for the greater good; this would be a thing of the past. We all must do our part, in our own little corner of this world to guide and assist those in such situations and areas. Thanks Gershon for making us think again about what's important. Well done.
Wolf Avatar
October 8, 2018 at 12:05 PM
May God bless you many times over for all of the encouragement you have given me with your generous assessment of my verses. Best wishes always, Gershon
Marcum Wong Avatar
October 7, 2018 at 2:56 PM
We need to focus on the subjects that will help them most in the society they live in. Dance or chorus keeps many from joining gangs by giving kids who feel lost as sense of family. Of course sports too. Kids now days spend so much money on college and then can't find a job. I come from humble beginngs and know a little about the hardships. Excellent poem Gershon! ; )
Wolf Avatar
October 7, 2018 at 10:01 PM
I guess I touched a nerve here. Thank you so much for your heartfelt observations. You clearly know what you are talking about. Best wishes, Gershon
Marcum Wong Avatar
October 7, 2018 at 2:56 PM
I can identify with this honest look at the hopelessness the poor in our country face. They must drop out of school to try to work. Then someone comes along offering a fast way to get money, rather it be selling drugs or robery, or joining a gang. Part of the answer is to teach a trade in high school that leads to a job of their interests. Contd.
Ashley Avatar
October 6, 2018 at 8:26 PM
Gershon, your social commentary is sadly beautiful in its moving expression of violence running rampant in a broken society. You shine a poetic light on this harrowing plight with your amazing verses. Warmest wishes always my fiend.. ~Susan
Wolf Avatar
October 6, 2018 at 9:54 PM
Your support and encouragement is a ray of light in my life, Susan. Always a privilege to read your comments. Thank you, thank you. Best wishes, Gershon
Faulkner Avatar
October 6, 2018 at 1:53 PM
It's so tragic what the victims of violence must go through, this is so moving-
Wolf Avatar
October 6, 2018 at 9:55 PM
Thank you so much for letting me know, Michelle. Best always, Gershon
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 5, 2018 at 11:38 PM
Stark prodding potent ink my friend. xomo <3
Wolf Avatar
October 6, 2018 at 9:55 PM
Thank you for the feedback, as always, Maureen. Best wishes, Gershon
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