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• Kehra Richardson, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2021

We need to put down the guns, We need to put down the knives
I'm tired of watching these videos of people taking innocent lives
I'm terrified to have a kid, but not because I cannot afford
I'm scared that one day he's in danger, and no one will help him
They just hit record, I hate what they did in that store
Can't even scroll down my explore, Without seeing RIPX
My heart can't take it no more
Momma, I'm losing a part of me
I'm tired of candles and RIPs
I'm tired of watching my shoulder
And wondering if death is something
That is far from me
I'm so paranoid that I can't even focus
My heart is so damaged
Its way beyond broken