Baltimore Beat Poem by Lawerence Mize, Sr.

No more sitting
Out on the stoop
No more ball playing
Throwing hoops
Cops and Judges
People from the street
Everywhere you look
They all seem beat
Homicides are rising
Crime is picking up
Summer's coming
The pain is gonna suck
There are no easy answers
To the problems of our day
Folks are getting angry
Doing things the same old way
Thugs keep stealing
Dealers cashing in
Psychopaths keep killing
In Baltimore nobody wins