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Stop The Violence


Have anybody notice that child in the casket. Yeah that child the one who was standing in the park and ended up getting blasted. The child who always had a smile on her face it was like she was an angel sent from heaven because she always encouraged people and helped them along the way. The question going around is WHY? Why did you take my baby from Me.? A mother’s cry. A mother whose, cry is so silent on the outside but loud on the inside. A mother who’s trying to hold on to her faith. And stay strong. A mother who is trying not to accept the fact her baby is gone. ! The murderer. The Man behind the Gun walking around like he is living on top of the world. But Not giving a care about the fact he Just took the life of an innocent little girl. The Family of the murderer Saying he was an A good kid. But they too darn stupid and blind to see what he did. The innocent girl lies in her casket. Don’t even know why she was murdered. Why was she his target? Why did he kill her? What did she do? A mother who heart is blue Full of hurt, pain, Fear and questions. Questions she just wish she had the answers to. A mother should not have to experience something like this. The heartaches, the sleepless nights. Why Did you take that baby girl Life??? To every man or women who holds a gun in their hands Think about the life you are taking when you fire them bullets. Either A little girl or a little boy. Some ones family. Someone’s little bundle of joy. Stop the Violence. These babies aint did no harm to you so why Shoot them and leave a family grieving Think about how that family may feels. Don’t take these babies lives. They are our future. They are our Doctors, lawyers and businessman and women Of tomorrow STOP KILLING OUR FUTURE.!!!
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Lady Retro

I am a High school girl. Who live in Chicago. Poetry is how i get through my day. Dealing with High school drama, family issues, relationship and friend issue. Sometimes all that clutter my mind and I just write to get it all out. I am smart outgoing. And very outspoken.

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