Poems on Sunday

In the mean time

I sit and wait

As time still passes by

Everything is different

Yet somehow the same

Now we see something

Say something

But only because it affecting you

When we where dying

No one was crying

Now it’s happening to you

But in the mean time

I keep seeing hatred and crime

But again nothing is new

Until it affects you

Therefore what does it take

For you to care

Death, you, your family

Anyone you can spare

Ooh my bad I’m rambling

I guess I just got to real

I’m just tell you

how I feel

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