Notes About The Poem
I am worried about what is happening in the world
We seem unable to sort things out government's
Are to scared to do anything
And the innocent citizens of our country are being
Use as scapegoats
Our hands are tied and our country is in a state of conflict.
Gun shots ring out
In the street people scream and shout then Bang bang a shot rings out
Dead on the ground lies an innocent child
Murdered in a country that's gone wild
Protesters in masks their faces they hide
Shouting about a genocide
They say that the Protest are peaceful and they just scream and shout
So why do they celebrate when the gun shots ring out.
Our government are afraid of these people and let the violence persist
And if we speak out against them we are labelled as racist
We can not fly our flag or they are ripped down and taken away
And arrested for what we write on social media for the things we say
Freedom of speech is not permitted and you cannot pray in your head
But the worst thing is to speak out against
Them you just might end up Dead.
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