lucinda bryson

Urban Developmant

A pre fabe building a corner stone, children being raised with nothing to gain.The streets will teach and young minds will follow.Mothers hearts filled with sorrow. Fathers with raw hands and broken backs.Urban Development

My success is slim to none my mind dwells as if it was an unwritten book. The drive to play basketball and dreams to get out the ghetto.Urban Development
His head in the books but my pockets are empty living on pennies. A picture of college but will he get that far.


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