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Sick Firecrackers

Imagine this
Gunshots like sick twisted firecrackers
Middle of the afternoon
Feels like the violence is getting closer
Better make a run for it
Am I the next one to end up on a missing poster?

Four blocks down
The children rush past me
Laughing, playing
Different ages and races getting along
The are running
In the direction of the danger
Oblivious of the harsh world that we created

Which one of them will end up under a tombstone?
Long gone, long gone.

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