Drugs all over under the ground.
Guns, people crying, putting each other down.
People every day do crazy things.
Buying fancy cars and a lot of rings.
You have nothing to show for yourself.
You're dying on the inside, and you have bad health.
I wonder what the community can do.
I have no idea, not even a clue.
I look in the paper and I see someone dead.
They lay on the stretcher like it was a bed.
The mothers stand in silence.
People should think to stop the violence!
Anon (21st century) USA
Printed in Teen Ink magazine
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