Heartless men, Its murder again on their minds,
Trigger happy senseless crimes-
They’ve lost their souls with time-
Bullett, Bullet... they kill from women to def, dumb and blind
With Guns from AKs to Nines-
They murder just to boast about who kills the most,
Blood-who spills the most
And fired shots hot and left skin burnt like toast.
No signs of sorrow,
No heart, the space is hollow
But karma catches up...no room to hide, the space is narrow
Gunshots in the dark..flown marrow...no tomorrow
No outcome, no trial to follow
No one dears to speak. words they chew and swallow-
Either that or hollow tips-
These heartless men they empty clips
At those unable to keep secrets
No one is brave or foolish enough to speak it
They murder and dump bodies in fields decomposing and reeking-
“ the devil is strong” that’s what the pastor is preaching- on Sundays.
Everyone in Jamaica dreaming of taking off from airport runways
In the ghetto there is no jobs, education, or food. only gun play
And no signs of change so the country can only end up one way!!!

Good job Great1 This poem SOOO reminds me of Bounty Killa's "Kill Dem". When I hear that song my heart sinks. I was gonna post the lyrics but can't find them.

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