For a friend
I don't want to go out
Cause i don't want to fear
You wouldn’t understand what it's about
All the homies drinking beer
Still i don't want to choose a side
I want to be with all brothers
Why can't we abide as one
The only ones to cry are the mothers
Everyday fathers and sons
Dieing in the street
Bullets dropping from guns
Killing future dreamers and athletes
Everyday brilliant minds go to waste
Being murdered in the street
Being destroyed over race
All with a bit of mistreat
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Author:
Zhe3_Zhe3 (
Offline) - Published: March 6th, 2019 10:49
- Comment from author about the poem: this is for a friend of mine who died to young its for his family it is a of represent our times together please excuse the grammar
- Category: Friendship
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Comments2
HI ZHE3 ~ Sadly it happens every day ~ and the only ones who really cry are the Mothers ! In the USA its GUNS & Trump is very very progun ! In the UK its knives ~ because Guns are illegal ! But if I had a TEEN SON he'd be just as dead with a Knife through His Heart as with a Bullet ! It happens because Men are Men and if they are challenged they fight back ! If they have a GUN they shoot ~ If they have a KNIFE they stab. There is also the question of GANGS. Growing up as teen in Liverpool 1997 ~ 2002 I experienced some of this but it is much worse today ! Thanks for sharing & caring ~ Your MPS Friend ~ BRIAN
Your Poem is very well structured ~
good Rhythm and Rhyme (xaxa xbxb etc) !
So many people being killed for no reason, such a sad world highlighted in your wonderful words.
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