Friday, 28 June 2013

original poem - 2006-2007

untitled

Knife and guns
What are the sums?
Is it knife + guns = a life.
A life you may never have unless you stop the crime
So seriously why do you find the time for crime because if you carry on it could be your life or even mine.
Parents worry
Who says sorry?
No one big deal how do you think that makes me feel
You think you’re brave
But when you see the graves.
You feel alone
You wish you had a clone.
Step out your shoes
Get the latest news.
Stand-up be loud
Make your parents proud.


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