slam for change
where does it end?
all this violence and hatred
and yet we pretend
that this is acceptable;
as people we tend
to be followers
instead of starting a trend
of respect and decency.
so many lives that we spend
without mercy;
that's a courtesy we don't extend.
so i ask you again:
where in the hell
does it end?
This poem is about:
Me
My community
My country