Gun Shot in ya’ chest
It was four at noon when two groups showed
up
Gangsters of the trade,
One man drew a blade thee other a gun
Shots started to play,
Rocks went in a relay,
One man was struck to the head
He was out and seven to go,
As onlookers watch from a distance
As the pretend warriors fought
Four watchers watch including myself,
Crusty watched from a mile away
But not good enough from the bullets that stray
“Gun Shot In Ya’ Chest”
Umar Davis