Empty Caskets
Location
He was too damn young
Tyrone or John rather shoot than talk
Dont care whos shoes to walk
But
They don't care how the rivers flow with moms tears
Gunshots pop still ringing in moms ears
Knees scrapped from crying out "God Please"
oh please, is murderin a contagious disease?
And sometimes I'm too scared to walk on these street
But i'm not thinking about me
I'm thinking about my mother, how I'm her only
baby that came from her flesh flower
It took 9 long months to make me
and it would hurt her so much if it took only a second to take me
The reason of this poem is to move the mind
of the masses
Please!
Think about your actions before filling an empty casket