My greatest fear

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The fear of growing up in a violent society

Submitted: June 04, 2019

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Submitted: June 04, 2019



Shots being fired all at once; no once but twice.

Children loosing their lifes because of complexion.

They way everyone flees the scene they all look like little mice.

Adults killing babies since when did they loose connection?



No questions asked poor kid ended face flat on the floor,

While the battle between races goes on, others find scape on drugs.

As mothers cry and tentsions rise no one can stop the gore,

As I look for a place to run I find myslef trapped in the storm.



When the peaceful protest begin to rise, grandparents cheeks damp,

Priest begin to pray for peace in a country where war is a sin.

I dont have a gun dont need one my words never jam,

I write this word for the people that are scare to speak.

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