Song Of The Gun Poem by Sierra Staten
Song Of The Gun
freedom, let that lie rain,
like a suicidal overdose-
on some wild cocaine,
click, clack, boom
bullet to the brain,
ratta tat tat,
She was insane,
She just needed some love,
but there just wasn't enough,
so we up and ran away,
and in the gutter's where we sing,
for the girl that was shot down,
with her blood on the block now,
nieghborhoods on lockdown,
her song is the ringing of my gun now
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