Seeing too many mothers crying through the rain, faced stained with tear tracks
Not believing the gifts God presented to them became such a strain
Gifts that were priceless turned into expensive pain
Young warriors fighting shadows running through the hood pulling poles
Trying to erase elusive souls dropping ammunition until bodies turn cold
Expensive pain
This contagion running through their veins like Covid changing the way they live
Lying in hospital beds and morgues young dude talking about running up the score
Until their benched and can’t enter the game no more
Expensive pain
Running through the city killing like its Disney Land, shooting bystanders to the point
That reasoning is so hard to understand
Young boys calling themselves grown men all because they carry a gun in their hand
Without the understanding the life eliminating power in their hand, soul controller
Breathe eliminator, their feeling bolder not understanding their already dead soldiers
Dying and surviving through
Expensive pain
Stop the Killing Save our Children and our mothers tears.
