The Streets

Out there in the streets people die

they just disappear without a trace

rarely do you see it on the news

just gone with the wind

there are professionals out there

and there are amateurs

both are forced to kill

with the pull of a trigger

or a twitch of the wrist

but who are they to take your life?

With guns as black as night
and knives, silver  like the moon
they never stop the fight
perhaps they will win soon

J.B.

D.K.

A.I.

(It was a tough decision to leave this one out for D.K.)