Where I’m from all you hear is

gunshots and police sirens .

You see white sheets covering bodies 

and you hear mothers crying .

One side beefing with the other

brothers shooting brothers 

do they really love each other?

Homicides on the news everyday.

Family and friends wondering

How to take the pain away.

Bodies dropping like flies

blood  still lies where people’s loved ones died.

We are supposed to be the City of Brotherly 

Love but it’s filled with hate.

People want to live instead of 

seeing their fate.

Where I’m from there is no love 

in my city.

I hate it it’s destroyed i just wished

It looked pretty.

There is no peace just wreck and havoc.

Balloon releases and burying caskets.

They don’t care about other families 

They only care about themselves 

They don’t think about how

Killing could get them life

In jail.

They just want to

Kill,kill,kill.

Instead of trying to help.

There’s to little kids in school

And to many guns on the shelves