Born To The Gang Poem by Sentamu Aziz

Born To The Gang



Early I rose to face the world
More like the jungle
To eat or get eaten
All i knew, either i fought
Or would be killed
The principle that rose me
By the set of their lives
Here I was, facing it all.
With hadly a worry
Or pity like many
When parents are no more

Monday, January 5, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: survival
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