XaviRoseMaiden's blog: "thinking , reflecting"

Fireworks in the Ghetto .. 

Oh how I hate the fireworks in the Ghetto .. 

I can't tell if their bullets being fired ... 

so  I llisten for the ambulance ... 

if the ambulance doesn't come i know ... 

its ok ... its just fireworks

It's a different life here ... 

Ambulance sounds every day ... mnny time .. you kinda know someone is dying somewhere.. 

peolpe overdose on drugs .. trying to find solice from thier pain .. 

But each morning i wake up again ... 

and the fireworks.. 

not to be negative .. 

 but what are we celebrating ? 

maybe it is negative .... 

I can't wait till these damn fireworks are over ... 

No more worrying to see if someone got shot ... 

No more animals hiding for cover ... 

its worse for dogs ... they run away .. they go crazy its way to loud for them 

Some veternans hate them too , they remind them of the explosions they during active duty ... 

Though the cat at my feet huddles close as the fireworks continue.... i keep wondering if his heart is pounding fast ...

I love celebrating but give me a good time with friends , good food and lets skip the fireworks.. 

i hear the sizzle , the crack , and then the near by  boom of near fireworks.. 

and i still hear the ambulances .. 

and i wonder if its bad day out there ... today... 

Tomorrow is the 4th ... 

one more day of possible fireworks then i hope its over for a while ... 

Back to  the regular sounds .. of ambulances ... gunshots.. people fighting.. its crazy outside ... 

Yet somehow its home...