Contemporary-Poetic-Verses
Concrete Forest
Gang banging
  Street banging
    Concrete Forest-
People dying
  Children crying
    Bullets flying
      No remorse for the fallen-
Crack smoking
  Prostitute selling  
    Cops stinging  
      Benefactors of trouble times-
Blood
  Guts-inside body parts
    Cultivate the Concrete Forest-
I see a mother kneeling
  A priest praying
    A child victimize-a father convicted
All within the Concrete Forest-
Sirens blowing
  Lights flashing
    Someone else dying
      In the Concrete Forest-
Mercy on us
  Compassion for us
      Deliver us
From the Concrete Forest-
Restore our hope
  Destroy the trepidation
    Breathe life back into Concrete Forest-
It is time to go
  My time is gone
    My nightmares-relinquished
      Within the Concrete Forest-
No more worrisome days
  No more stressful nights
    Freedom has to come to me
      In the Concrete Forest-
My freedom is now
  Your comes later
    But, not in this Concrete Forest-
Written by
  Gregory E Upshaw
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