Los Angeles breathes,
Cries acid raid and exhales smog
Her veins are plagued with gang violence like a sickness
And her desperate cries for help are the sounds of sirens
Bloodstains, old and new, s\'residue visible throughout her rough concrete skin
A constant victim of rape and they write it on her sacred walls
Her body is a battlefield
Gunshots piercing her skies as soon as the night falls
She may never heal