by Collin Bentley
As we come to this land
When we expect peace
We do not unite
Shooting after shooting
As more people perish
We must unite.
As more people perish
We have less of a chance to unite.
Unless we come together
There will be fury.
While the clash goes on
We wont have peace.
It is not black lives matter.
It is not white lives matter
It is not Asian lives matter.
It is all lives matter.
In 1776
We became one to have peace
Not fury
Day after day
As more people perish
By shooting after shooting
We must unite.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
15 year old poet born on November 8, 2000 in Kingston, New York (USA) 90 miles (144.8 km) north of New York City and still live in Kingston today (lifelong resident). I do poetry about anything you can think of including current events. I was diagnosed with Autism at the age of 2 and was nonverbal until age 4. I also am a musician and songwriter who has been playing guitar since age 4. I am currently in the KHS Marching Band playing the Euphonium (baritone horn). I am Collin Bentley and I hope you enjoy my poetry.
Last updated July 14, 2016