Safety in Numbers of Potential Witnesses

poetry

I’ve seen a man try to stay safe
walking just so through just these
quiet, home-grown neighborhoods
but between guns and drugs and
hoes an hustlers, in every little
city this big, every street you
stand on gets to the wrong side
of town, so it’s best to walk
the main roads, where at least
you can watch if they take me down.

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