Unclenched yr fist
Remove that gun
Why do you want to stab me?
You're only fourteen
Can you tell the reason you are angry?
I know where you are coming from
You feel misunderstood
Mama is always working
Daddy's absent
You're confused on who to trust
Can't tell a teacher
'Cause he thinks you're a fool
Can't tell a preacher
All he will say is to pray to the Lord
So, you done the deed
And he's dead
You cry now that you are arrested
Thinking he didn't die
It's just a dream
LeeAnn, this is S-o-o-o Very Well Written. You're speaking to him at his level, so that he fully understands the seriousness of his crime. And at the same time, he can feel how empathetic you are towards him. I can't stress enough how masterfully you've written this poem!
Wonderful dear LeeAnn. I liked this poem on violence. Top score.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An apt poem for a teenager....5*****