I am from a place where men are raised by women,
Yet still lift their hands to a lady.
I am from a place where police vans
Operate every day yet when there’s a
shooting none of them appear.
I am from a place where competition
Is high yet we are all the same.
A place where children suffer
for their father’s crimes, yet the children
still don’t understand why.
I am from a place where I see the
need to bring change in my community
Yet there will be people asking me, why?
When I talk about Crossroads I don’t want to talk about its crimes and murders, but the beautiful name it was given.