Violence Poem by Wendy Gomez
Violence
People shouldn't kill, people shouldn't fight
It wont change a thing because it's not right
No guns or knives
No ending lives
A gun may hurt or kill
No ending life is worth the thrill
No messy blood or disgusting guts
No infected cuts
A sight that tortures your eyes
When you're forced in saying those last good bye's
Standing by their grave
Another life I couldn't save
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