rico avila (Chicago)

yea we survive but everyone doesnt get that chance.these streets aint no game out here, we look over ours day nd night ready to bust any nd everything that comes in way. coming from the southside 100s there is no love nd we were taught to show no love; but we stay chief warriors till the we die...nd we die! rip Chi. City

Perfectly explains growing up on the South side of Chicago. I love it.

Hey, no lie man. I grew up there when it was bad, on the South side. It's tough, but we survived, right?

Tough street of chichago bring u so much pain..
Took ur friends, ur funs, ur teens, etc..
But look!
Now u have your uniform instead!
-nice written dear Rico..
I like u..
Mmm..your poem I mean! Hehehe..

OMG! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! I love this poem... Chicago.... Man this peom steaks the truth becaus e living in Chicago really forces you to learn from your surroundings and seep knowledge that is aroung you... Keep writing love it you get a 10 a 10 a 10 a 10 a 10 hell you just a beast =_)

Rose

my gosh, ...what a wonderful lines you have rico....maybe u r a military? 'u taught me the actions of a foe''..you described in details the streets that u want to described..it s well penned-well lined of tough words....ths poem s a good start of yours, , , ths s a very beautiful poem...keep on writing, u have skills in ryhming and u hve a very alert mind..i like the way u write thz lines of urs, , , CHEERS...
naizz