Dear thugs

Dear Thugs,

Just wanted you to know, we are aware of al your shows. Its time we take our city back, and stop the violent shooting attack. We really don’t mean any harm; we just want to take your arms. We want to live safe and sound, and you to return back to the ground. Your taking up empty space, you’re an embarrassment to human race .Its time we stand on our own two feet, and not be afraid of whom we meet. We will walk with our heads held high, with a smile on our face and a gleam in our eye. All these shooting need to end, please stop shooting all our friends. We need to sweep you off our streets; to us you all are a bunch of creeps. Our city is really fine, and we need to start to let it shine. But with all the thugs running the show, our city cannot resume its glow. Our cops are over worked, trying to clean up all the dirt. Our mayor says crime is down, are you joking, just look around. There is garbage in our streets, Mr. Mayor U need to meet, the ones that shoot our kids for a treat. They change lives in a single bang, we need to remove all the gangs. The thugs who shoot to get high, and the parents just sit and cry. They lose a child or a mom and dad; this is what is really sad. That life’s can be taken away, and all we can do is visit there grave. We have no more family’s to hug, and it’s all because of useless drugs. I guess what I’m trying to say is all you thugs just move away, and let us enjoy our day. Move back to the hole you just came from, and let us resume all our fun. Where children can play in the streets, where they aren’t afraid of you they meet. Where gun’s and violence is a memory to dream, and life as we knew it could soon be seen. I hope this letter will make you aware, that we no longer will no longer scare. We have stepped up to the bat, and will no longer take any flack. We will continue our lives, as we knew it before you took over and tried ruin it. Its time to wash all the rugs, we will not miss all you thugs.