Peace be to these streets in Jesus’ name.

BY: SIADRA STRACHAN

A troubled mind; a broken heart,

A hopeless end; a rocky start,

A cry for help; a cry for hope;

A cry for strength for him to cope.

But no one sees him and no one hears,

No one will help him and no one cares

His searching soul satan will attack

His troubled mind satan will snatch.

His idle hands satan will use

To render pain and much abuse

His broken heart turns into stone

And angry teen stands all alone

He is violent, he is sad

He is lost, he is mad.

This drifting life gets in a fight

It’s all he knows, he thinks its right

A blade is drawn, a gun is too,

The blade stabs the gun shoots

A body drops, a voice still cries

Someone help me! Don’t let me die!

But now he’s gone and it’s too late

That violent road shouldn’t have been his fate

No one would hear him and no one cared

And when he cried we stood right there.

We see the tears, we hear the voice,

Christian people we have a choice

To stand up tall to stand up proud

To scream it out, to say it loud

That there’s a way, that is THE WAY

Let there be peace on these streets today!

We have a light that we must share

A message of peace we must declare

Peace be to our streets don’t let satan use another life,

Claim it, proclaim it!

Peace!!!!