Gang Related

From the eyes of a child Like the rise of the Nile Are brown rivers of soul and bold green chemistry. Disobedient despite being scold Never believing they'll get old Creating cliques of tribal frenemy New shoes Nikes or Tims painted white worthy of slim boy girl fight Running on black street growing ice cold Fearless as the bullets fall Silver gun tossed or lost Like grey asphalt rose From the eyes of a child Once celebrated but not now For cops and robbers no longer a game Puberty is a dark cloud Hanging stranger fruit found Adults who train them never to blame. 6/19/2022