For Life
I’ve tried to hold on to the pain
Over the years things started to change
Even the beat of the rain
Never once again sounded the same
My eyes began to shut for peace
Escaping the demons that stood around me
Where could I go to escape from the streets
When Life is lifeless in & outside of me
Where could I go to escape the screams
When bullets fly in my hood faithfully
Where could I go to escape this life
Because hope doesn’t help me sleep at night
There stood rioting voices with no people in sight
They tell us Life is all we have
But when my silent tears cry
All I can remember is the life that I had
Before & Not after the hate for the Love of War
Life didn’t matter
NO!
The only thing Life is offering
Is caskets on top of dresses for me severed on a gold platter
I hate the way that he thinks but it surrounded
And for a while it may have taunted him
SO BEFORE
YOU CALL HIM A THUG
REMEMBER
I
He
We
Are given a life
That doesn’t always treat us right
So for the love of life
Freedom IS Just a Word
But Free isn’t how WE feel
ONE VOICE
BUT ALL DIFFERENT SOUNDS
HOPEFULLY ONE DAY
YOU WOULD LOOK AT
MY
HIS
OUR
SKIN
AND REMEMBER
THAT WE AREN’T A THREAT
BUT
SOMEONE
WHOSE TRYING TO
LIVE
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