Justice Poem
“Sadly, the overwhelming amount of violent crime in our major cities is committed by blacks and hispanics-a tough subject-must be discussed.” – Trump
A school
is a safe place where students are supposed to learn,
right?
But instead, I sit in my seat
staring at the door
hoping I’ll get to make it through the day
and that someone won’t end my young pure life.
A church
is a safe place to share your beliefs, right?
But instead of being able to praise God
I must be cautious about someone entering,
and taking my own life.
A concert
is a safe place to enjoy your favorite artists’ songs, right?
But instead of being able to enjoy the music
I still have to be aware of my surroundings,
analyzing any exits and coverings,
just in case the worst happens.
A home
is a safe place where you go daily to be surrounded by family, right?
But as I lay here in bed,
I worry about someone breaking in
and hurting my loved ones
or someone separating my family.
There are all these commonplaces,
where I should feel safe
but instead, I sit in thoughts of terror.
Each issue is the same story with the same villain,
but just a different name.
You are supposed to help change this,
not encourage the perpetrator,
but instead, you sit in your big black chair doing nothing.
Don’t worry though,
we will be the change.