Street kids

Picture the neighborhood I once knew.

Years beyond years I've out grew just like my shoe.

Forever you'll be in my heart.

Your streets groomed a girl n prepared her start.

Every clean gutter, clear alleys we kids walk'd,

ran & play'd.

Those were our stages.

No matter da ages, we played without wages.

Kids had a part in making hearts come together.

Anywhere we road bikes, jumped rope, hopscotch

and more.

Those were the days.

Oh how the children play'd.

Not today, it's all gun play & cries and parents don't 

know why.

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[Chris]

Today's parents are yesterdays kids and we DO damn well know the "whys" - we lived them and only sometimes survived them. Angers breed SILENCE 'til the ROAR explodes forth.

You shared a truth... here

[ROXANE DORSEY]

Thank you for reading my poems.

[Chris]

Thank you for giving me the chance to hear them.