Violence 2-28-07©

I've heard there cried
Coming against my face
Killing each other
From different race to race
the shots fired
And the sound began to smooth the air
But that child, she couldn't stay here
She fell down on the street
The bullet finally complete
Blood drips through her head
Her mother notices she is now dead
Tears couldn't bring you back to life
How can you see your child died?
The corpse left to be seen
On the day when violence screamed