Dangerous Children

by Deana   Nov 4, 2006


Armed and dangerous
They roam the streets
Gangs of children
Learning deceit

A family of violence
Loyal and true
Dying for colors
Red and blue

How many children have to die
How many try to be too strong to cry
Murders hidden,thieves in the night
A world with new rules of wrong and right

A twelve year old
With a gun in his hand
Destroys a family
Takes down a man

Prison bound
Before they`re sixteen
Minds filled with hate
From the things they have seen

Eyes with no feeling
Just anger and hate
Walking our streets
Lying in wait

How do we turn back
The hands of time
Where children were children
With innocent minds

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  • 16 years ago

    by JR13

    I aint even playing u are really throwing me off my feet...i HAVE to add u to my favorites this is a must. how do u do it. how do u put those word together i been trying to write a poem like this for so ling but i can never put it together

  • 17 years ago

    by Michelle

    5/5.. g/j.. love it

  • 17 years ago

    by Nick who Plays Pool

    I'm a dangorous kid, but really I don't know how to fight.

  • 17 years ago

    by Mel

    That was amazing.
    i loved the last stanza.
    the topic is sad, and your writing brings emotion.
    good work.

  • 17 years ago

    by ALEX

    Amazing.
    and it's sad that this is stuff we see everyday. even in small towns, there's stuff like that. it's a state of mind, i guess.

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