CAPITOL PARK AFTER DARK

CAPITOL PARK AFTER DARK

By Carmina Barragan

We hear the whistle it’s time to go
I grab my cousins and walk them home
I’m the oldest so I’m in charge
Rounding up these crazy boys is super hard

We’ve been playing outside all day long
the whistle our familiar song

““We hear the whistle it’s time to go...””

It’s getting late we just can’t stay
No more seek and hide or play
We know it’s time for the bad guys to roam The cops, the gangs, the guns and drugs Force us all back into our homes
We love our precious Capitol park
but we just can’t be there after dark

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