Protect us

The children of the future are dying

Yet not one of our leaders are trying

Is it such a crime to put out gun laws

You rather not admit about the country’s flaws

Do you see the children dying

Do you see the children begging for changes

Do you see the scared looks when a child enters school

What more does it take

Why won’t you try to protect us

You would rather see a bullet in us

Instead of our smiling faces when we come home

Do we have to write it out in our blood

Please protect us

Protect the children of the future

 

Poetry Slam: 
This poem is about: 
My community
My country

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