Gangster Poems - Poems about Gangster

KARMA

Karma that patient gangster 
Very slow in action 
But never fails to repay 
Creeps into your life
Paying in double all your deeds 
After replaying all your acts
Karma is just like a seed well planted in a good soil, it always germinates.

Karma the avenger 
Rewarding your deeds accordingly 
Either good or bad
The seeds you sowed 
That's

24 GANGSTER DISCIPLES AT MY DOOR

LAST NIGHT THE NIGHT BEFORE 24 ROBBERS AT MY DOOR I GOT UP LET EM IN HIT EM IN THE HEAD WITH A ROLLING PIN OLLIE OLLIE UMPHREY CORRUPTION AND ORGANIZED CRIME IS LIKE PLAYING HIDE AND SEEK I'VE BEEN IN CONTINUOUS CONSTANT CONTACT WITH THE FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION SINCE 1985 NO FEAR OF

Kind of a Gangster

He is kind of a gangster, our daughter told the family
We were set up to wonder about her man, Lee
He was not an angel, but he had brilliant dreams
Wanted to head to California with oceans, not streams

They were in a lowbrow motel, not a great place to meet
He used terms like “baby” and “darling”, wasn’t

HOW I BECAME AN ENEMY OF THE GANGSTER DISCIPLES OF WISCONSIN

NOTHING SPECIAL ACTUALLY HOW I BECAME AN ENEMY OF THE GD GANGS IN WISCONSIN THROUGH NUMBEROUS THREATS BULLYING TARGETING MY KIDS I REPORTED TO THE GANG TASKFORCE THST THE GANGS WERE INTIMIDATING MY CHILDREN TRYING TO INTIMIDATE INTO INITIATIONS TO FORCE THEM INTO COMMITING CRIMES I WAS SUFFERING SO BAD TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY THERAPIST DROVE

TERRORISTS THREATS FROM 17 GANGSTER DISCIPLES OF WISCONSIN ON THE STREETS AND BEHIND BARS

NO FEAR OF 17 GANG MEMBERS VIOLENT OFFENDERS STORMED THE HOSPITAL AFTER HOURS INTIMIDATING MY DAUGHTER AND GRANDDAUGHTER IT WAS A LONG DAY MY DAUGHTER TOOK HER INFANT DAUGHTER TO GET HER FIRST IMMUNIZATION GOD ONLY KNEW THE GARGANO CRIME FAMILY CATRINA BELL AND CORRUPTION WAS LURKING TO KILL AN INFANT BELIEVING SHE WOULD INHERIT

GANGSTER PARTY

It's a gangster party
Steady drinking and smoking 
Taking things on things 
Until we're lit
We don't need any hypocrite here
We no pretenders 
We do whatever makes us happy.

A lot of girls and merriment 
It's a pool party 
I got two bad es for the night 
One giving me lap dance 
The other giving me a massage

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gangster and moll

they were the club’s power couple
Fred was the owner of the Gaslight Lounge
where men showed they were men
and guns settled things in disturbing ways

Shelly had walked in on a Tuesday six months ago
with her azure blue eyes and her winsome ways
Fred played it nonchalant, acted cool towards her
we bartenders knew it meant he was insanely

Secret Life

Secret life

A secret existence, you don’t know who he is
You see him, but you don’t know his dark side

Yeah, it looks like he is a simple man. Evil life
Sure, he can not be a saint, wrong people created

Created him, malicious people. But he is good
Doesn’t want anything bad, just live and feel

But the selfish lives

Gangster disciples home invasions survivor

As I lay on my sofa after returning from 
traumatic brain injury pain management 
NEUROLOGISTS my therapist drove me 
to my appointments today was the day 
they installed over 60 wires probes glued 
to my scalp I wasn't happy about that 
they gave me an ambulatory EEG brain 
monitor machine to place through the 

pockets

Gangster Disciples gang threats from Mexican Violent Offender behind bars Ciro Gargano Scum

I will not apologize for wearing 
wires pregnant for the Fbi buying 
weapons and drugs from corruption 
and taking down gang leaders who 
migrated to Wisconsin under queen 
pin cocaine heroin hard drugs 
manufacturer Mexican female drug 
cartel hired behind bars for stabbing 
five persons hired by gang leaders 
and corrupt city officials Ciro Gargano

The Wicked and The Wick and my humble Abode

Ripping nostalgia right out of my veins
Crippled curtains living in psycho domains
We demolished this city not just this city the World
I can't live slow enough to get to pretend
People go crazy and the next day all mends omens 
The trenches I call home
They said a 15 year old couldn't drive
I Showed them
My mom said I'd

THE GANGSTER, Spoken by the popular SILENT ONE

Appreciation:
A big thank you Silent One for your splendid narration of this poem.

THE GANGSTER

Through foreboding, whispering, wintery air
A woken Heron shrilly shrieks somewhere
Reflective iridescent gem in a gloomy stream
The gangster with a poetic heart dares to dream

A living testimony to deviates and lost souls.
Where seedy worth defines unsavoury roles.
Perceiving  her as a quintessence work

The Unsupervised Stop Sign

(A gangster rap)

Yo, on the corner, where the street meets fate, 
Unsupervised stop sign, tempting fate, 
In the hood's wild west, where rules bend, 
That stop sign stands alone, a silent trend.

No law, no authority, it's a lawless land, 
But that sign, it's a symbol, taking a stand, 
In the chaos of the streets, it

England and Germany

England And Germany
Twin sides of the same coin
Light and dark the game's the same
Two soldiers doing the same job
Both would be mortal enemies
Yet their stories are the same
On a certain type of mission
Getting the same result
Like it's a scripted storyline
The hit man and the cop
Telling exactly the same story
Each eradicating the rapist
Not a tale I

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