STREET RITES

Cries of hatred rend the air to shreds

As foolish young ones destroy their peers—

Gangs claiming a right to own this street,

Misunderstanding the lightning bolts of death.

Whose life will end before morning comes?

What dreams will disappear before night ends?

Is your child on the hit list this time?

Which family will be moaning low tomorrow,

While children hide away in sheer fright

And sirens wail and red lights flash this night?

Our streets will be awash in blood

And your city will never be quite the same.

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