I am from a poor country
that’s thrown down the floor
where gangsta say they rule
but they look like a bunch of fool’s

I am from where you
need to be rough
and act tough

I am from the streets
where you see people
smoke weed where they
ask you want some of these

I am from the people that
see gun shots to your brain
and your mom screams your
name why you got in the gang

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Averie
October 12, 2016 6:09 pm

This is a really good piece that you wrote. It really lets the reader into what you have to deal with in your daily life when most others don’t even have to consider how their safety.

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