Murder On the Street
Murder on the street
Blood spilt everywhere
Every corner, every turning
Horror, stinch, cries, stains
Father can you hear them
Souls wondering the young
The old, the rich, the poor
Father their are falling
Murder on the streets bodies everywhere
No ones talking
No ones caring
Coffins filling,grave yards overflowing
Family in mourning
Hearts are broken
Gangs are waring
Mamma its everywhere.
Can you see them
Father I can't stop writing
These souls keep on chanting
Horror,stinch,fear,blood its everywhere.
Murder on the streets
Can't you hear them
Father these souls are desperately chanting
Fear,tears ,shivers and nightmares.
Murder on the street can you smell them
Wounded, dying, suffering, pain it's everywhere.
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