No More Knife Crime Poem by Andrew Matthews

Go ahead if you must
Pierce my skin with
that knife with a thrust.
I suppose it is fate
why do you find so
much time to hate?
Just do it now I can never win
You're so determind to anger
my family and kin.
Why do you hate me?
Is it my religion? My face?
My colour? my race?
Or is it yourself that you just dare not face?
You are afraid, not I
You are the one who Dare not cry
and you do not know why.
Who knows why?
Maybe you've been abused?
Maybe you're just confused?
Why take it out on me?
Will I be the one that makes you see?
If you can do the time, you don't have to do the crime.
If you end my time, you are slime, you are slime!
If you end the time that was mine.

Andrew Matthews
12: 10am
06/05/2009