Hold her belly bottom twist and twirl She has nothing to worry she has travelled the world
Not a care in the world pawned her expensive pearls.
Sunrise have to cut ties
Light up the darkness tired of the cries
Gun shots through the night did not stop
Grandma holds her belly no want it drop.
Grandson lies dead in the street
Somebody throws crocus bag over his feet
This is madness insanity
People dying left right and center from gunshot in the community.
Gunmen are murdering with impunity
Citizens numb by the senseless killings
All in fear of their lives none to take a stand
Passive sits and pray wishing it will go away with the wave of a hand.