Written for: Poetic Asides November 2015 Challenge – Day 7
Write a simmer down poem.
In the alleyway, I hear crying
hope it’s a cat, not someone dying.
Didn’t hear whizz of bullets flying.
This neighborhood must start trying
to teach their kids to stop buying
into gang culture where defying
is center stage, and tantalizing
to impoverished children. Scandalizing!
They moved up a notch from vandalizing.
Instead of sitting still and sighing
about how these hoodlums are monopolizing
our neighborhood, we are calmly devising
an action plan–our own uprising.