National Poetry Day Message Poem by Olivia McCammon
To a helpless criminal
Blood and poverty drowns us,
yet in the blanket of darkness
stars of hope still shine on me.
Death is the water that turns
a magnificent fire of life
into black ash.
My family lost their flame,
the day they turned away from the stars.
My silver lights may still be shining
but they will darken without you,
this is a message to a lazy criminal
that has a heart of stone,
this is a message to you.
© Olivia McCammon (12)