Growing Up, Chiraq Was Simply Chicago
I Never Would've Thought That This Would Become A War Zone
People Killing Each Other, Bodies Dropped Over Cell Phones
RIP To Such & Such, The Same Old Sad Song
More Grievances , Than Celebrations Over Education
Which Way Should I Take That Is The Safest? I Stay Contemplating
Gangbanging Is Thought To Be a Key To Survival
Honesty, That Idea Is Primal
Babies Getting Killed In Cross Fire
All Because Being "A Savage" Is What Y'all Hearts Desire
Why Not Take A Different Route,
Instead Of Focusing On Clout?
Cuz When Karma Comes Around, Someday You Won't Be Able To Blow Your Birthday Candles Out
RIP To My Fallen Soldiers
I'ma Grind For Y'all
Get Up Out The Hood
Come back & Make Change.
Ima Do It All
I'm Tryna Pave A Way
My Homies Didn't Die In Vain
Our City's Dying
The Sky Is Crying, & That's Why It Always Rains
YOU ARE READING
"Chiraq"
PoetryIt's a short poem about what I've encountered living on the south side of Chicago.