Bleeding fear

Fear emboldens the weak and wicked among us much like alcohol serves as liquid courage for the coward. Our streets run red with the blood of the innocent and young. Fear has imprisoned the law abiding and given freedom to the criminals - they disregard the life of others and we fear the loss of our own; so we cower and cede, surrender our given freedoms to the ruthless so that we can be left alone and our precious lives preserved. But if it continues like this, what are we preserving our life for, what are we really preserving, are we that misguided to think we can run away from it - bury our heads in the sand and pray that the criminal elements among us will just go away.

Even the lowest of miscreants feel like mafia bosses - they look at you side ways as the work across the road in front of your vehicle, as if to say knock if you bad see if not shooting you. They steal your cell phones and if you dare to call your stolen phone they cuss you out like you're a prank caller they have grown fed up of. What do we do in response - treat them like they are deserving of treatment reserved for human beings. I'm sorry, it's time the gloves came off - the time for talk was ended. We will not treat the cause today; but right now we are hemorrhaging and if something is not done sooner rather than later we are sure to die from shock. Someone please get the gauze or something to slow or stop the hemorrhage.

Two days five shot, two dead three injured; when will it stop.