Worse Days Still to Come

I was murdered today

A stray bullet was all it took

Driving home the Chicago Expressway

Windshield to brain, no second look

Gang violence, defiance, a loaded gun

The bullet kept going

Daughter behind me with air buds on

No possible way of knowing

Paramedics come but now it's too late

Coffin makers profit

Is this reality really our fate

Can anything stop it

Bail not set high enough

Criminals repeat their crimes

Is the cost really high enough

Innocents conquered every time

Sad that so many don't have to die

Sadder that nothing is done

Blood stains and tears both run dry

Knowing worse days are still to come

Author Notes: Daily Violence and Death on the Chicago Expressways.