No Place Like Hell

I am from the unsafe neighborhoods in Chicago. Knees bend at the thunderous BOOMs whose echoes Ping-Pong in the sky Lonely bullets acquaint themselves with the friendly flesh of children double-dutching on rough, unleveled pavement Professional pedophiles patrol school zones Gang graffiti embellish buildings Victims, criminals, and nosy bystanders Tango to the never-ending melody of emergency response sirens There is no place like home.