Stop
In 2015, Kansas City remember that year as its deadliest one
In 2016, Kansas City remember that year as…(to be continued)
KC is amazing, but the crime rate, is disgracing
People’s morals are rearranging, it has me facing, fear
Imagine losing someone dear, finding out the end was near
It makes no sense, why’s it not clear? Why?!
We act fine even though inside a part just died
Because of all these homicides, almost to 109, No!
Violence is what turn a city of Red and Royal Blue to Black
We try to stay solid, but now there’s a crack
When there’s sunshine, they’ll give us rain
They live with the venom, and share it with pain
Where is right?
What about our rights?
We’re all in fright
Especially In the night
Why don’t they fight?
Where’s the light, to help them stop and start thinking?
The people who are scared to take a beating, run to a gun, only to end up cheating
Or is it suppose to be a toy? I don’t know
How taking away the lives of girls and boys, can be fun
Stop!
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