Dying Nations (needs a better title)

A writing exercise based on a line in your journal ,PLEASE REVIEW

Teeth gnash.
Buses scream.
People on the street
Dream of insanity.Try to
Close your eyes to the dying
Of a nation.
But this is the reality
You face everyday.
The sun never shines
In the ghetto ,
It only rains.
Young men stand
On dark streets
Blending into
The shadows
Of disappointing fathers
And mothers standing
On corners
Selling their temples
To the highest bidder.
Close your eyes
And remember
As you sing the sorrows
Of a decaying nation.