Light at the End of the Tunnel We march through this tunnel This dark, everlasting…
My Community
They call the cops”
fuss “Get out my house”
or
“I’m going to call the cops”
All day long
“I’m going to kill you!”
“Help me.”
My community is not perfect
But it is great.
I don’t care what you think.
My community is a great place
for me.
The people in my neighborhood are
mean and nasty.