We live in
fear
It’s not a
safe place
Therefore, I
cannot
Show my face
A shopping
mall
It used to
be nice
Don’t go
there
Take my
advice
The anchor
stores
No longer
are there
But you’ll
find a place
That braids
your hair
Not far from
home
A place where
I’d walk
But not
since the gangs
Have come to
stalk
I feel so
confined
In this part
of town
Because of
the places
I can’t be
around
And stores
nearby
I won’t go
at night
With crime
everywhere
There’s no
end in sight
By, Randee Saber 1/18/2018
