Bette Bavington Poet Villanelle

Gangs

Three gangs gun packing
Attacked my house on three different days.
The bloods, the crips, and the Chinese mafia
Had my house under attack 
Which was in a cul de sac.
It was under siege by Gangs who didn't 
Believe they would face a judgment day.
Three gangs gun packing
Took out all my windows, ransacked
My house, spray painted death threats
On my abode, garage, and car in sight at mid day.
The bloods, the crips, and the Chinese mafia 
Had my house under attack
All because of a manic
Perpetrator who was a runaway.
Three Gangs gun packing 
Didn't know that all of my most precious
Possessions were already outside, and 
They didn't care that there was no way that 
They could of given them back.
I would of been devastated if they had taken my
Children away.
The bloods, the crips, and the Chinese mafia 
Had my house under attack
As a matter of fact
Even with all that was going on I didn't succumb
If I had my life would of been in total disarry.
Three gangs gun packing
The bloods, the crips, and the Chinese mafia 
Had my house under attack.

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