They Say It's A CrimeA Poem by Carl
We're smashing up cities
With a measured rage Through poetical lines And words on a page As we highlight the issues That are affecting this nation Through the rhythm and rhymes Of a new generation In the hope that our words Inspire peasants and kings But they it's a crime To speak of such things The social injustice The anger and pain Come walk with me And I will explain The girl on the stair Can not face the day So she picks up the needle To take it away And injects the liquid Through a dirty syringe But they say it's a crime To speak of such things In a one room apartment That's just across town Deep cracks appear As a marriage breaks down Angry words spoken Full of hatred and fear A young mother shaking And the whole town can hear She carries a wound That bleeds as it stings And they say it's a crime To speak of such things Down on the street Youths stop and stare Explosive and volatile And ready to flare Issues on corners As knives are now drawn Slashes and tears As society's torn Threats and aggression As a church bell now rings And they say it's a crime To speak of such things Back in the tower block With its graffiti daubed walls The medics can't save A young girl as she calls The girl on the stair Is carried away Another victim of This urban decay Where each generation Pays for past sins And they say it's a crime To speak of such things But isn't time To speak of such things And isn't this where The healing begins The tower block couple The girl on the stair The street fighting youths This just reeks of despair Our fabric's been ripped Through out each generation But a stitch here and there Will not save a nation Is it not time To stand up and speak Giving voice to the damaged The oppressed and the weak Racism and bullying Will you tell me how long So ingrained in our culture That we don't think it's wrong Let's push back the darkness Too see the light that it brings And is it really a crime To speak of such things © 2016 Carl |
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1 Review Added on July 31, 2016 Last Updated on July 31, 2016 AuthorCarlQuality Street - EnglandAboutHi I'm Carl. I'm from England. I can't remember a time when I did not write. I went to school and had the most amazing teacher an American called Martin Foxwell. He taught me so much. The greatest le.. more..Writing
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