The Notice

So the verdict says not guilty.

The world stops.

How could someone get away with murder?

A boy has been shot!

He has been killed!

This is the world we live in.

Riots begin.

Peaceful protest.

But murders left and right!

Black and white!

I fear for my life!

My brother's life!

Can he make it to 21?

Can he not be a victim of a gun?

Now we must live in fear.

Live in tears.


Because if we keep letting this happen it won't get better tomorrow!

If we keep running they will follow!

The clock is ticking and time is up.

You're out of luck.




i like this alot, i feel that the ending is specified at the readers, instead of the message of the poem.

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