Sangre En La Via - Poem by noblebandit

Troubled-teen pot dealer
No direction in life
Comped like a high roller
City street gang fight

Shrewd bizzare performance
As the need arose
Really dope velvet pants
The power of clothes

Stripped naked in the O.R.
Soft yellow lights
Another point to wonder
Elapsed before night

Ex-gangbangers. No one cares
Males in their 20′ s in the cross hairs

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 26, 2010

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