Life is a gift
no one deserves
to lose.
One hundred murders
were committed
in my city this year.
One hundred humans
deserving of rights
were killed
in my city
this year.
One hundred.
But apparently
that's an improvement
from last year
and it's only
September.
I am scared.
Should I be?
Some people might tell me
no.
Some people might tell me
I'm fine.
Some people might tell me
it doesn't matter.
But I'm just a
fifteen-year-old
girl
living in Baltimore,
Baltimore,
and I don't
know what to do
when I hear
gunshots
at night.
I don't
know what to do
when people are
being killed
in what is
unfortunately
my hometown.
I don't
know what to do
when this goddamn
country has become
known for gun violence.
I mourn the
deaths of the one
hundred strangers
that were killed
in Baltimore this year.
The one
hundred humans
who did not
deserve to die.
They deserved to
live.
They deserved to have
rights.
Posted in response to the challenge Human Rights – Writing.
Comments
This is so beautiful, it really connected with me! 😀
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