Crying Blood

My city is crying blood….Bullets are screaming for love….Children in the crossfire…..Here the cost of living is higher….DIRE….The preacher and the choir, tire….We’re living below standards….The ignorant are running rampant….8yr old boy murdered…..They say we must endure but how much further…The cycle just continues….Similar stories, different faces, different venues…Unacceptable….This way of living is unacceptable….I thoughtContinue reading “Crying Blood”