Gangs Poems

Maga Stat

Dear Homeland Security Director No-em
I feel compelled to write you this po-em
They won't let me post bail
Get me out of this jail
I'm not a gang member and want to go ho-em!

My bright and exquisite pink heart-shaped tat
is being mocked by a gangsta in a Maga hat
All hope I must banish
I don't even speak Spanish
My doomed

Prison Wallpaper

Encage us we are of collective souls
Display us in prisoned wallpaper as ghouls
Send us into these sepsis tanks, in tin cans 
in torture dungeons, in faraway lands                      
Mistaken for us are the migrants 
who

Cape Flats gangs fighting

In the Cape flats the bullets are flying
Today people are dying
The gangs are killing
To them it is fulfilling 

It is a deed so sad   
It can only be done by the bad
The gangs don’t feel a thing  
They love the sting.

The gangs are like wild animals
Like real damn cannibals
Running in the street
Wanting

Land of the blind

In UK towns gangs raped girls for years
Drugged them, passed them around, laughed at their tears
Police blamed the victims, thought they were at fault
Also didn't want trouble, open up pandora's vault.

The kids were terrorized, sometimes doused with petrol
Told they'd disappear into Pakistan, vanish in a black hole
Their families could be destroyed, threats kept them in

Illusionary Art

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

Tears Are Flowing In My Eyes For Haiti Again

Haiti is a country that I love dearly
That's where I was born
That's where I took my first healthy breath
That's where I had my first inspiration
That's where I saw the first birds
There I saw the first beautiful flowers
That's where I saw the first ravishing women
That's where my interesting life started
Haiti, I need not rhyme nor chime
To

Judgement

How proud they put them on display
Two thousand of the first of fortyk
There President Bukele did say
They’ll live in the jailhouse for decades
he went on boasting, in jail it’s judgement day,
as he held his glass of brandy toasting
inmates, suspected violent gang members 
moved to a new mega-prison in El Salvador
Transferred to the Center of Confinement

Gangs In Our Society

Gangs in our society is a true fact
Intimidating and killing innocent people
Gang members are a menace to society
They breed and attract the criminal element

Gangs in our society are young and old
They sell drugs and commit carjackings
Asked for assistance from the politicians
Our voices not heard, fell on deaf ears

Gangs in our society begins in the home
Disadvantaged,

Don

Unique perspective and troublesome times
Underworld the world of crimes
Spinning heads and meaningless cyclone
One throne and King DON
Dark darker darkest night falls
Shivering weekend and daylight calls
Victor The King has balls
Infinite property and furious stalls
Chosen victims and assault guns
Forbidden sins one hundred runs.
Note. illegal riot kiss and dismiss.
Lesson. Law is to lessen crime and Police is to

Why Do Certain People Think They'Re Special

Why do certain people think they're special
When they look similar to millions of others
Why do certain people think they're special
When all they want to do is maim and smother

Why do certain people think they're special
Because they want something someone else has
Why do certain people think they're special
Because they thinks it's their right, just because!

Why do

So You Think Gangs Are Cool

So, you think gangs are cool,
Are you really that big a fool,
Did I not see you at a rally to make women your equal?
And did you not support a carpool,
To keep children safe from a possible ghoul.

What makes you think gangs will let any woman think they are equal,
Did you not hear about shots being

As Gangs Roam Free

The sound of guns in ghetto streets
   Kill little kids and star athletes
As gangs roam free in August's heat
   ~ Downtown Chicago's sights are sweet

Gangs Owned the Block

I started my teaching career in a Chicago middle school as a sub.
Our cars were locked up so they would not be vandalized during the day.
We were expected to leave by 4:30, so we would be safe.
One time I saw a bunch of children chasing one child, and two were holding bats.
Children told me they

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

Gangs and Disciples

Gangs and disciples
Who colt the game
Am sure you can 
See those fingers
Pointing to same 
Moon 
Like always the songs 
They identify 
With the words like
The sun of the day

Gangs and disciples 
I look around the world 
Like I go places
There is same thing
People share in common
On this is the war
Like is in a formula of
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