September dribbles - 7


Kids fight every night. Mothers scream. Nobody dreams. Then cops arrest and shout.
Kids fight. Cop calls their name. Mother talks. Walk round together—hope’s way out.
Kids fight. But no-one’s giving them guns tonight. Set them free. Let them live.
Kids fight. Why must the dreams all die again?

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