Dear Shooter

Dear shooter ,
Blood stains left
on the sidewalks
Body bags
Yellow tape
Why don’t think about the consequences
You’re going to have to face
Or the families
that’s you’re
effecting everyday
What made you live like this
Is it because
what you’ve been through
I’m not talking in the streets
I’m speaking of internal pain
, the unseen , the pain that creeps
I’m talking about the trauma
that stood with you
And today triggers
your emotions
I’m talking
about the money you never had
before you started flaunting
I’m talking about the
power you never felt
Until you held gun
in your hand
I’m talking about emotionally
venting because
You believe
know one will understand
Is it self-defense
that made you take it so far
Or is you never thinking you
Would do Any harm .
Did you black out thinking about
All the things you allowed in the past
Are you not scared to die
because
You don’t realize
this to shall pass
Are you tired fighting
And screaming out for attention
Or
Are you trying to prove a point
while
no one listens
What’s is it
Let’s get to the bottom this
Don’t be ashamed to mention
What it is I haven’t mentioned …..

By Rachel Shundari Ullah

I see you Queen

I see you Queen
you have dreams
Even after
you seen
what should be
the unseen
I’m sorry society
let you down
And the women
you should be able
to look up to
don’t own their crowns
And some men that
are fathers walk around
Looking like clowns
Smoking L’s on the block
So You can’t help
but stare
People fiending
looking at you
Asking you for
what you can spare
Young Kings
not caring
about anything
but what they hear or see
Like Cars ,guns , drugs , Money , hoes
and anything that blings
Liquor store on the corner
A vicious cycle
of
Children failed
But I see you Queen
you’re prepared
Knowledge and wisdom
at this age
Only teaches you
how to do things a better way
This letter I wrote is for you
I’m passing on these jewels
because I’ve seen
what should have been the unseen too
Dear Queen ,
I see life in your eyes ,
You’re capable of being a leader
Don’t let the life
you live cheat you
Remember your worth
And life is a game
Chess , I call it
My pawn
Are the lames
You’re a winner ,
checkmate
Game over
No longer
Moving with frauds
You know the ones that act
Like they have it all together
No job , no educations
but every Jordan to
whether the weather
No goals set
But Queen
don’t fail to remember
You have choice
The lessons that
Will be taught
and the
consequences to
you may have to face
Think about it
It shouldn’t be hard
it’s life or death
staring you in your face ….

Original By Rachel Shundari Ullah