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A Fragment Of My Mind How do we, what can we do, to stop you from hating yourself and killing me too?
Were you looking for someplace to belong, to find love, to find understanding, and solidarity? But now you’re killing you, and me.
Do think so less of your blessed human lives, are you so cold to pick up a knife, and plunge it in anyone’s heart? How did all this madness really start? I thought the gangs were to be as a family. Not the hideous monstrosity, that threatens everyone existence.
Smothering any humanity in its reach. Hate and destruction is what the gangs teach.
The taking of lives means nothing to the gangs. To kill a child, woman, or man, because it really ain’t no thing? To be beaten into a gang, is meant to shows that you are so tough, but when will you ever truly get enough? Will you ever see what your misguided lives if doing for you and to me?
Those colors you must wear, showing that you are true to the red or blue! Quiet frankly, you are not wearing them! Because, they are wearing you! Wearing you down, wearing your soul down too. Your paying a huge price, your heart’s colder than ice.
With your mind gone you’re so full of pain mixed with hate. When, or if you’ll ever come to your senses, what will become your fate? You can murder, rob following instruction, raising your ego, esteem, and pride. What terrible madness are you attempting to hide? Bringing you to destruction.
Selling poisonous drugs is part of the gang’s pact; this is certainly no way to live or to act.
Protections, was not supposed to be a negative thing, it is supposed to show that there’s care plus good, however, the gang mentality brings escalating death, pain and violence to our neighborhood’s. So much violence, and death as a way to live, and die, does anyone in the gangs really hurt when they cry?
Can you not see this is a culling process of our population? It is meant to wipe out so many countless generations! For to twists your, and bends your human soul for the madness of useless goals. Which serves no purpose, or nor dose it benefit anyone! Please do let the gangs kill you my daughters and sons…
By being violent you are only doing just exactly what the negative forces want you to do, they are absolutely controlling and culling you. Gang banging works into their plans, don’t you really feel, or try to understand? No mothers, no fathers, no brothers, no sisters, no aunts, no uncles, or no cousins, no not none, wants to ever senselessly lose a loved one.
The degradation, pain and hurt that gang’s affiliations causes to be, can be stopped immediately. If only you’re paying attention. Together we will break this cycle of murder at any and all costs! Stop the mounting lost of lives and limbs. Gangs were never meant to be this destructive, nor do they have to be that way. Let’s put a stop to the horrifying madness immediately like today I pray
It is so sad that one becomes desensitized to the pain and cruelty such as this poem states.It is the lost soul that joins these gangs in hopes of belonging when indeed they never do,they are pawns at their own choosing and losing in the end. This is a very powerful piece and we need more of them to get the message out.It is profound in the truths its states. It also shows the pain of loss in all ages, all families.Gangs never were or will ever be a fruitful organization.