Christa Brown Poet Acrostic

Gary, Indiana

Gary, Indiana is the town where I grew up
Aftermath of gang battles designed our streets
Rage, rap, and rivalry were the three R’s that we learned at school
Yet, this was my hometown, the town where I grew up

In the town where I grew up
Non-violence was considered a thing of the past
Drug dealers and female callers assembled at each corner as men back when 
gathered to march
In the town where I grew up
Adolescents were just first round picks for growing gangs
Neighborly love and peace was out of the question
Accidents and incidents were a regular occurrence in this town yet nevertheless this 
was my town, the town where I grew up

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Roxanna Johnson April 10, 2011 at 4:52 PM This was a nice read..I really enjoyed it(:

Dr.Ram Mehta April 10, 2011 at 4:48 PM Nice tale of the place called Gary, Indiana

Judy Konos April 10, 2011 at 4:35 PM Thank you for the poetry. I think all towns have changed from one era to next. Reminds me of my parents talking about the good old days! Which consisted of automatic nothing....thanks again...