My city is Halloween….

everyday it's scary...

People looking over their shoulders, not even safe at the front door.

Baltimore is an auction with souls for sale!

Killing people for nothing, meatless scale!

Body after body no diplomas, giving opportunities but don't want us…

 to take them- rather be in the streets;I guess that's what raised them….

Love is a treasure, maybe that's what these boys and girls are missing…

 Baltimore is a lovely city with some crazy ghetto-filled conditions..

Used  guns thrown in the river to get rid of evidence , burned clothes to never be seen again but, in the end, they have to battle themselves ;

knowing families are hurt or knowing it just may come back.

Because karma is definitely real, but-no that doesn't mean it’ll be you that will get whacked!  Or could it? Maybe,be a neighbor, someone close,someone who knows you most ..just watch your back! 

In the end just know my city is dangerous and people will befriend you and still let you slip through the cracks.