little gangester

inspired by a shooting that happened outside my door literally minuets ago.

        

its not my fault, its how i was brought up.

i was made this way by this violent city,

this city of hate greed, corruption and drugs.

i was made by the things i saw and heard

i was shaped this way by you. my big brother

showing me how to survive on these blood stained streets

you helped me gain respect, you help me gain peoples fear

u taught me that this is all we can have. all we are good for.

you made me strong

i was taught to shoot the week so i could be strong

that one insult is work a life

 

so you must have seen this coming

you must have seen the day I would be stronger than you

that one day I would use what I learned to finish you

you must have seen that little metal bullet

must have heard the bang as that lever strikes

signing you're death warrant

and sorely you felt that metal burst into you're chest

ripping threw you're body

ricocheting of you're ribs and threw you're organs,

felt the blood flowing like the Thames.

 

how does it feel

sitting there, collapsed on the ground

painting the pavement that crimson red

looking up at me, confused

 

i run. I run like you taught me

like the cowered you made me

i run leaving you for dead as i scream

"im a little you, im a little you"

 

my first kill.

but not my last

Author's Note

i was a little shaken when i wrote this. was originally in parshal text talk but i decided to normalise it. do you think i should change it back??

Reviews

[James Paulin]

This poem emphasizes the power relationships and environment have in influencing personal choices of lifestyle. I liked the form and language as it reflected the mental process employed. Violence is a reality that has deadly consequences to which your poem provides insight. I think this could also make a great short story.

[Serena Clara]

This is brilliant! Again! I remember that day. This is a wonderfully raw exploration of a totally legitimate possibility.. very disturbing. x

[Jane Doe]

i haven`t read ur original but i think that if london paris / the great places of the world would have been great if drugs +gangs+gambaling+and the fear they bought into this world with them

[bubbles]

i recently found that the guy shot outside my house infarct crawled to his flat opposite and died along. he was nt a kid but an elderly man.

[Ama May Cooper]

Tbh i think text talk would of worked better... because its closer to street slang, and i think it wud add a sense of reality. But i like ths its good very good inface

[Manda]

no i think its good. it doesnt matter what we think as long as you like it! this was a well written piece well done!