Wishes

If I had three wishes, bullets would become gummy bears

Kids would laugh when the candy gets stuck in mother's hair

I would no longer be scared, of the summer air

When the heat rises, the heat rises, and no one cares

I would turn all of the prisons into summer schools

Instead of giving up on people, I would give them learning tools

Instead of shunning them, and hurting them, for something cruel

Give them more attention, and help them in a much better room

My third wish would turn drugs into fortune cookies

When I'd need a high, I'd read a line, and have something push me

After my third wish, I’d wish I had another few

Cause three isn't enough, to make my city a better home for you...