“Terminate It”
Two words
GUN VIOLENCE
Have you heard of it before?
Something made so natural
We’re afraid to open our doors
Can’t enjoy a day on the porch
Or a walk through the streets at night
For it would cause too much uproar
Causing heartbreaking demise
Families of men, women, children
Feeling solitary at night
Hearing that your precious loved one is gone
creates a hurt that would rage through the streets, destroying the earth
A hurt that would push you to make costly mistakes
A hurt that cuts deep inside, that creates a void that cannot be filled
We always wonder...“Why did it have to be my loved one?”
But we never ask why it had to happen in the first place
GUN VIOLENCE
There needs to be an end
Our young boys carrying guns around, thinking it’s their only form of protection
Police officers using it at the slightest inconvenience
Everyone continues to take it lightly
Until it’s their loved one that’s gone
Only the ones who have to witness this hurt and feel this pain suffer
No one looks into it
No one makes an effort to change
It all just happens
GUN VIOLENCE
There has to be an end