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My perception of the world is illusory art The darkness is absolute Women suffering violent abuse From the one who said, “I do.” Men and women pushing dope To innocent souls searching for hope Carjacking, kidnapping, and kids without a father Rape, fraud, human trafficking and manslaughter Women tearing down each other and disrespecting their mothers Men trample over society causing everyone to suffer Shackles, chains; imprisoned in the brain Depression and suicide The world is insane Neglected children needing somewhere to hang “Hey Lil’ Bro come join our gang.” There in the wake lies the devil’s den Next level self-destruction surrounded by sin Drive-bys, Do or die We are brothers Fam Lay down yo’ Life “Do it for the homies, don’t let down the tribe!!” Now you have a teardrop For all the bodies that dropped The executioner's face stays hidden The judge handed you a sentence Yet, you hold your head up high Beaming with empty-headed pride Because you didn’t snitch On the one who left skeletons in a ditch Their crimes stay hidden The Hood Tale legend “You can never get out!” Written by Sherry B @2024

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Date: 3/29/2024 7:46:00 AM
Sherry, thanks for this write. There are many paths we can take in life, and you describe one that destroy the values many of us hold dear. This is powerful and disturbing, and the desire to make a respectable life available to more people is not easily made possible. It requires a lot of work on many levels.
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Date: 3/27/2024 5:47:00 AM
What I remember from days long ago spent on grinded concrete; are not the lives of the ones who sent bullets to make others shatter. But loving mothers, elderly that still cared, small children who still felt loved, I still want for those streets occasionally; not just my memories matter..... keep writing Sherry! Warmly A.S.
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Date: 3/28/2024 3:53:00 PM
From personal experience, I understand that regardless of the challenges one faces, the demonstration of love from others has the power to triumph over suffering.
Date: 3/24/2024 6:22:00 AM
You depict many of the horrors of this godless world quite well. You might enjoy my take in my piece - Kensington Ave
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Date: 3/28/2024 3:59:00 PM
Godless world is the correct statement. Kensington Ave is great word art in describing the reality of this atheistic world.
Date: 3/22/2024 1:36:00 PM
Your poem serves as a poignant commentary on the systemic issues of violence, poverty, and inequality that continue to plague society, particularly in marginalized neighborhoods. It challenges readers to confront these harsh realities and consider the underlying social structures that perpetuate them, while also acknowledging the resilience and strength of those who continue to persevere in the face of adversity.
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Date: 3/22/2024 4:07:00 PM
"Thank you so much for your kind and encouraging words. They mean a lot to me."

Book: Shattered Sighs