Street Holocaust

In these mean street's, don't you get caught sleeping.
Every which way you look, it seem like, someone out there creeping.
Living in this urban combat life style.
Hope that, you don't end up, on a statistic profile.

All on the new's channel and pages, there is another homicide.
I these day's and age's, therefore, you just got to survive.
As I think to myself, wondering why! Why there so much violence's.
At the end of day's, I will be praying for some silence's.

'I HAVE SURVIVE THE STREET HOLOCAUST.'

poem by Derrick Clark
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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