adrian jacobo

Rookie (03-05-1989 / los angeles)

The Gang Life - Poem by adrian jacobo

Banging that avenues every day and night,
going at it with my enemies,
always putting up a fight...

Posting up in the hood,
drinking and twicking,
always up to no good...

Daily giving a hard time to my family,
hating to hear my mom cry,
because i hurted her emotionally...

Sometimes i sit in my room thinking,
telling my self eveyday,
if the gangster life is worth living...

Always thinking of my younger brother,
hoping n praying,
instead of living the gee life he choses another...

Comments about The Gang Life by adrian jacobo

  • (9/22/2008 8:43:00 AM)

    oh i see you running southerners or is it northerners i have heard of the avenues (Report)Reply

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  • (6/18/2008 12:51:00 PM)

    this is really good i hope that you keep writing good luck (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 10, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, January 31, 2011

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