"Concerned about the growing violence among youth occurring in the city I approached spoken word artist Joseph Daly and asked that he write a poem and invent an imaginary world where similar problems occur.   These drawings depict a confused world searching for answers.  Through strange and suggestive imagery they share the various emotions felt upon hearing that another young man has been killed by gun violence.

Silhouettes of young men depict the “holes where souls used to dwell”.  A herd of lamb suggests the insignificance of another life.  A disconnect from a rooted ancestry is felt in wilting African flowers.  And the acceptance of love and a feeling of self worth are kept at a distance in a crystal ball." (Brewster, 2008)

Demons spy with evil eyes across my city
Misery untold created holes where souls used to dwell
And evil eyes can’t even see their own hell
Hurt smells like waste when mixed with blood
Hemoglobin tastes like hate, that’s what demons love
Sacrificial lambs leave stains on clean hands
That’s why love is all you need but fear is all they understand
Demons spy with evil eyes across my city
Seeking recruits for their devious deeds
They bleed from the need to understand and feel
And they baptize their subjects through shards of steel

-Joseph Daly, 2008