Gun On The Floor

I rewrote this for Caylee.
There's a gun on the floor
A man's body was in the hall
Cops busted down his door
His daughters made the frantic call.

Neighbors gather on the lawn,
They want to see it all
The old man lived alone
His name they do not recall.

There’s a child in the woods,
Her body was tossed into the weeds
The system failed again
Miss. Anthony got off Scott free.

You don’t have to be dimwitted
To figure the whole incident out
If mom's accused of simply lying
I say it was murder without a doubt.

Violence in our cities
Far-reaching into our lives
There seems to be no justice
And we all pay the price.
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Published: 8/10/2011
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