Looking outside for the clouds to open gun fire spray hitting a child. a little boy name tray we pray searching for words to say I know God have us the miracles he do in creative ways. looking at the stars at night reminiscing about the times we fought as kids and better moments we unite as brotherz .looking for love we should give each other knowing we raise brother there can never be another homie like you. Raise from the wound awaiting for better days rest in peace Lil homie will see you soon. Looking at the moon.
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A Hero Of The Streets
PoetryPoetry, Hardworking , Black Teen, Living Rough. Different Emotions Young Black Males Go Through The Day 2 Day Struggle Inside Different Areas of America They Wanna See Me Fall Is Not For All But If You Small Stand Tall With All Your Heart. You Can...
