Pollo's Poetry Corner

My City is Crying
By: Brandi Gates

I hear the screams
the cries
that force me to my knees
I don't want to open my eyes
to the crimes the pain
that brings forth the rain
many people are dying
my city is crying
I hear it loud and clear
but in my heart I fear
can we ever come together
and drive past the stormy weather
to the beauty that lies ahead
instead
we see nothing is changing
and everything stays the same
why don't we fight
for our rights
to become a better nation
and rise to fly above the violence and dangers
yet we don't stand up and rise to the occasion
I understand why my cities crying