Friday, July 18, 2008

"Our children are crying" by; Ms. Beauty Turner

By; Ms. Beauty Turner

“A nation is judge by the laughter of her children
Our children are crying; so what is that saying about our nation?”

Hey little black boy; why are you crying and holding your head down?
“I planted my sister last week in a grave, A SHALLOW, hallow ground!”
Little boy why are you standing in the rain?
Trying hard to hide my grief, my pain!
Where is your mother?
In jail with my older brother!
It’s been bad!
Where is your dad?
I don’t know, he left my mother, mad!
I been standing for hours on my bare feet,
With nothing in my belly,nothing to eat!
Excuse me, but I don’t mean to make you cry
But how did your sister die?
She were shot in the head by a gang member
who was a crank , trying hard to earn his rank.
Listen, just listen to the ticking of the genocide clock.
There’s been so many shooting on our block,
Young people shooting off gun Tech nines and Glocks.
Young boys standing on the corners smoking weed,
Selling crack and rocks.
Drinking rum, like pigeons eating bread crumbs
.Too many of our Children are dying,
That why this Black boy is crying !



Friday, July 11, 2008

Walking Dead by Larry Turner Jr.

Walking Dead
By; Larry Turner Jr.

Larry is the son of Ms. Beauty Turner
A winner of the Young Authors Association/ as well as an Honor student.
His insight at the age of 10 after reading and realizing the beauty of
his mother's writings as a child helped his mother
become a National award winning writer and fighter.

Too many of us are walking around dead and don’t realize it.
We walk around mentally dead because we can’t get pass some pain that stops us from loving ourselves.
We no longer want to feel emotions because we are afraid of being hurt again.
Numb on the inside, sounds dead to me. Sounds like you are waiting to be called home to me.
We are walking around mentally dead and people don’t understand why we can’t function. Some of us died along time ago, we are just waiting for the physical box and the pastor words.
Here lay a fool who let his life slip away because they refuse to live in the here and now.
Don’t be like them, live. I mourn for your family they never got to know the real you.
Some of us are to sick to realize we need help talk to someone before it is to late, save yourself.
People show signs, so help them get through it before we be mourning two, you and them.
Pain is killing people it’s true just look around!