Our Streets Run Red
Gun violence is a real thing.
America arms herself.
Horrible sadness it will bring.
No matter how much supposed wealth.
It is detrimental to her health.
Frighteningly real. Bang. Bang. You’re dead.
Our streets and malls running river red.
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