Innocent Blood Poem by Dorsey Baker

Innocent Blood



They shoot
Somebody get shot
It's a death sentence
Blood starts to run
Bullet found
The fatal spot
When bullet arrive
Burn like volcano pit
Where it hit
Death sentence
Too many times
Bullets fly
Somebody die
Ain't nobody wounded
But somebody
Killed dead
Another body lies upon
It's death bed
Verdict in
Death sentence again

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