There was a Boy living in the struggle But he neva tried to show it
Living a Brutal life even when he didnt know it
Growing up in detroit aint easy Believe me
Wanna quit But my lil Bro's need me
There was a teen living in a dream so devoted
Living By the streets trying to stay locked and loaded
Growing up in the hood ain't Breeze
You gotta fight for what you want or give him what he needs
There was a man Living in the world, so he qouted
Seeing life IN THE EYES OF A POET
Great poem with plenty of wisdom and depth. Nice imagery and style. Voted 10. Thanks for sharing..... Kindly read and vote my poem 'Abortion.' on page 4. Regards Akmal
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