Friday, November 22, 2013

Stop the Violence by Nomar Knight


Save the children of the street,
Tripping over graves under their feet.
Older people run in fear.
Pendulum of death swings so near.

Terrifying games are being played.
Hour by hour new graves are made.
Echoes of cries that will never fade.

Vivid memories of death and hate.
Ignorant youths challenge their fate.
Oppressed people flailing in vain.
Lads see a future with nothing but pain.
Everyone looking out for number one.
Never believing one day they'll be done.
Cries for help go undaunted.
Electric streets, forever haunted.


© Copyright Nomar Knight 2008. Reprint. All rights reserved.

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