I Sit On My Front Porch


I sit on my front porch
Cigarette in my right hand
Watching the luminous circles
Of smoke wafting in the air

The mailman stopped by
With messages for me in tow
Smiling he hands it over to me
I look through to see what I have

A bill, what joyful glee
A different person to owe
Advertisements with all the
Money that can I can save

One more letter from the school
Telling me of what they will do
How they will protect my son
When a red alert will occur…

They will keep him inside
Not allowing me to be near
Denying me my right
To be with my child, my son…

I continue to sit and wonder
What I could possibly do
If an attack shall come today
Can I ever really shield him?

The times of existing in fear
Have come down upon us
Though we go about our lives
As though it has not changed.

So I continue to sit on my porch
Cigarette in my right hand
Watching the luminous circles
Of smoke dissolving in the air

Author: Kimmy Jean

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