"ONE!" "TWO!" "THREE!"

Someone counts up to 3

"ONE!"

Everyone freezes.

"TWO!"

Everyone's restless with expectation.

"THREE!"

All hell breaks loose.

A fight breaks out,

A girl cries out in pain,

Screams pierce the quiet night.

Plans were made,

People were rounded up like sheep,

Unknowingly ready for the slaughter.

Families grieve the lost of loved ones,

Innocent lives taken by ruthless hands.

Everyone thinks being in a gang is so cool,

But a gang is nothing but cold killers,

People ready to kill to get what they want.

Gang wars aren't games,

They always end in death,

Usually of more than one person.

Being in a gang's not cool,

It's a waste of an innocent life.

Reviews

[Not Emily Just Em]

This is a really good poem and it was different and unique in its own way

[Cassandra D.]

Interesting.
It totally gave a great message at the end, though.
Enjoyed reading this.