The teenager stood seething anger in his eyes
with a knife gripped in his trembling hand.
it was not fear he felt that night but hatred
confronting a stranger in a drunken rage
then in one motion he plunged in the blade.
again into the youths chest blood sprayed!
The perpetrator of this vile and senseless act
smirked without emotion in his pitiless eyes.
still gripping the knife he just ran away
leaving an innocent young life dying.
as a group of people like ghouls starred
not one tried to help none of them cared!
Police in force then cordoned off the scene
as the victim was rushed to the hospital
any hope faded fast and sadly he died
soon flowers were being left at the site
where a pointless death transpired tonight!
According to statistics it is said violent crime
was rapidly on the decline
even one death leaves devastation behind
the tension has not evaporated
there is always that simmering provocation
anger and lack of cooperation!
The risk is always present on the streets!
The Foureyed Poet.
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You can never be certain of safety on the streets! The Foureyed Poet.
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