Bang Bam Boom

Bang bam boom

another kid is dead

Chaos everywhere

people looking for shelter

but there is none there

Bang bam boom

girls crying people dying

little boys in the shade

playing with guns and grenades

looking out at the parade of people

strapped ready to die

they didn't know this was a war

Bang bam boom

Turning little girls into little whores

just to make a quick buck

but they couldn’t do that

with or without luck

Bang bam boom

Guns tanks bombs

Disabled body parts

flying up like arms

dead bodies laying crowded

like on the fourth of July

she sits there scared, wanting to cry

Tick tock tick tock

their still is no cure

and time is running out

A little boy standing there

holding his Glock

confused in a daze

people yelling

but all he can hear is the

Tick tock tick tock

Scared hopeless

he doesn’t know what to do

all the bodies around him

their faces are blue

he gets startled a little bit

because all he can hear is the

Baboom baboom

of his heart

blood is pumping

but there is no air

no breath of life no space to share

warrior mood vengeance in the mind

looking for a victim someone to find

bang bam boom

A little girl appears

but the soldier is busy

and wasn't aware

she walks over to him asking for help

she touches his soldier but got something else

bang bam boom a shot to the heart

the Baboom baboom slows down

the tick tock Tick tock

is starting to turn around

the soldier now sees what he has become

but it’s too late now

the damage is already done

the little girl didn’t know

she had stepped Into a war

and at her last breathe

this is what he would record

its stuck in his head

it plays in his mind

it will always be there

until the end of time

even though she knew the war had no hope

her last words were that

all she wanted to do was

jump rope jump rope

Written by Indigo Aaliyah Davis

A slam poetry piece inspired by the chaos of war and the innocence of the youth!