Sso You Wanna Be "A Gangsta"

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Sso You Wanna Be "A Gangsta"

Gangsta!...It that what you wanna Be?.... Okay, this is how you start
First of all you have to know that All Gangstas have Broken Hearts...
So go find some of your homeboys that feel the same way you do ...
Now you have to see a few of them Die!......Oh Heck Suck it up! Don't Cry!
Thats the gangsta Way, (its a lie!)Because All "Real Gangstas" Cry!
Like when they Bury Friend after friend they Love ..or when they won't see their Homeboy anymore because the Judge just gave them Life..
Oh yeah now that you've Lived through all that death and Destruction
you can Call Yourself a Gangsta,...Aint It Grand?...Not Really HuH?..You thought it would be, all bright lights and fun?.No Son, Thats a Police Emergency
Lights you see in Your Rearview Mirror!!..To Bad can't Run!...What? Don't Wanna be a G no more!! Too Late Cuz! Now You are a Gangsta!! Ain't It Fun?!!!


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icu2 commented on Sso You Wanna Be "A Gangsta"

03-23-2010

This poignant piece tells it loud and clear. Very, well done!

doedy

03/23/2010

Thanks icu2, You appear so intense need to relax?

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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