Sheltial Green Poet ABC

Are We Living

Are we living 
No we're dying
Drug popping and pistol buying
What kind of seeds are being sown
When taking lives become our own
Who's raising our kids
The street of death 
And the lifetime bids
Father's absence from the home
Mother's don't care they are street gone
Out searching for Mr. Wrong
Wondering what he has going on
No more talking, no peace, nothing left
A sentence of street death
Falling tears ...still weeping
Sleep and still sleeping
When do we awake 
From the violence of self hate
Outraged when we see others take from us
Taking a trip on that murderous bus
Not uniting
But constantly fighting
Hate consumed
Crimes unjustifiable
Less hate 
More love
More peace
Minds at ease
Ignorance ceased
Wise up
RISE UP

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Wendy Nipas July 11, 2018 at 2:35 PM So much truth in your poem. So much sadness. But a beautiful message. Thank you.

Millard Lowe July 11, 2018 at 11:50 AM Sheltial, thanks for sharing this well penned piece. Indeed a profound message. Peace and Love, Millard Lowe Sheltial Green July 11, 2018 at 1:23 PM Thank you for taking the time to read. I appreciate your understanding and feedback.

Pashang Salehi July 8, 2018 at 7:04 PM Nicely done... I'm with you 100% Sheltial Green July 11, 2018 at 1:23 PM Thanks it's so much going on in this world

Lyric Man June 26, 2018 at 10:46 PM A great message.. hope we are listening! Sheltial Green July 11, 2018 at 1:25 PM Thank you for taking the time to read and your feedback