Violence

Violence. Boom. Pow!

there's so many people being killed in the community

why shoot innocent lives, when there's other people out there

Does it prove that the killer will make something good out of themselves?

The good die young all the crying all the grief

people sitting at a funeral where taking someone's life is not fair

Don't they feel a hole inside?

Don't they know that won't help them get anything better out of life?

 They're preparing for the worst instead of the best

All these shirts  and buttons made

We  have to stay strong for those we've lost

All the students have graves and stones instead of caps and gowns

how crazy is this generation

Behind every action needs to be a reason

Violence is boiling water with no steam

The streets aren't safe

Show respect to those we've lost

like Jesus who died on the cross

gone but  not forgotten

They are filled with precious souls

Can't nobody compare these souls

Knowing a close friend that passed away is like a bed with no pillow

Nothing but memories are to be shared  with that person where heaven lies a guardian angel on earth

after years of birth

the feeling of someone passing away hurts

Lets stop the violence

 And let our voices be heard.