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Cycle
May 27, 2016
Replace the clip,
Body bag goes zip.
Dips and dives can help you with fists,
But not bullets.
Gangs were meant to protect so what the heck?
You stand by your homies,
Until they get decked.
Then it’s a free for all,
Excuse me,
I mean street brawl.
Throwin bricks till the 911 call.
People say “Hands up don't shoot,”
But when they hold the gun
The hands go mute.
All that’s left a bloodstain.
“Rich man need a vacation, hop a plane,
Broke man need a vacation, Marry Jane.”
© Daniel R., Cicero, IL
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This was inspired by a painting I saw called Endagered Youth and a song called Gangland. The song is by Lecrae featuring KB. I borrowed the last two lines of my poem from Deja Vu, also by Lecrae. -I do not own the lines-