community violence

Chicago has its own tragic lullaby Sirens become the soundtrack to the city As your hear them speed by Through the day and night Year after year The sound star

"Nothing good ever happens on Gladys"

Rushed

Who is allowed the time And who is giving? Why does one death seem rushed And others reliving? Doesn't everyone deserve respect? Isnt every life precious? I can

If you care about one care about them all Outraged by a single fate And willing to let the next fall More people get shot Than the media cares to share Because

Samuel I aka "Smitty Smith"

People keep playing God and think they can hand out death sentences.

I don't walk I Run towards danger It's how I'm trained I'm not a stranger I have been called to Serve my fellow man That's why I cannot duck But firmly stand.

"Mental health is a real thing... It's a lost art in the hood." -DA