The Street Play

The Scene: Our streets

The Actors: Played by humans

Laced head to toe in guns

Their Voices: The sound of bullets

Trying to win a battle, the outcome

The Songs: Sung by faint cries

The Music: Are the whispers

The Mood: Red

For anger and bloodshed

The Motive: Revenge

The Result: Pain

By the end no one is left, they're all gone

Left behind

Just the gun and the bullets

To remain in time

But In what scene will we see crime die?

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