Short Gangs Poems

crock ice skates welcome dew
gangs charge lost sins die reap shore
candy freak lent yew frost book...

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shelves creak pole dice lodges rain
soft turtles loch mourning dwells
gangs rescue fountain kaleidoscope...

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Drift not from helping hands,
Who knows where one lands;
Allow not around chorus gangs
Who fly when tough times bang....

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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...

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     How ironic to see ‘chain gangs’
       in elementary schools now

     Little kids roped together, inmates
       at asylums where madmen shoot at you
...

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Vendor of Ice cream calling clients;
gangs slapped her and took her objects. 
She screamed on the road, 
her voice was not heard.
She thought that they were pickpockets....

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the 
jet stream
misses its connection
and ends up detouring
south

milk
and bread
panic, escape in
gangs of six or
more

beer,
due to
its cereal content,
becomes a basic food
group...

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I love when shadow splits
and bitter silhouetted
form gangs of better self
intangible tangles
and breaths of star
become the tributaries
of Bit
frost
The space in reality
where i once dwelt...

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I have tried 
In all my tip toes
And slaughter gangs
Of my previous presence
To saunter the solemn strings
Of sincerity; without, of course,
The intrusion of my tongue.  




August 26, 2015...

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Gangs are bad for you and me
Though they may feel like family

Drugs and alcohol are too
They will tear your life in two

It will make you look just like a fool
And lemme Tell you man, that's not cool....

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Political authenticity stirs gangs tagging ensued, Chicano mural in the brew





A single sentence rich in imagery, 23 syllables. 
Length is dictated by the one breath rule in the delivery of prose....

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There once was an old poet who gardened
Until she found something bad there hardened
A rattlesnake with raised fangs 
Eye to eye combat with gangs
Snake go to the woods for you are pardoned ...

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Abortion on demand and euthanasia
  Life as sacred -- out the window

Police-free neighborhoods of guns and gangs
  Innocents shot dead, no remorse, no pangs

Such desecration of Life is highly regressive
  Why, O why, is it deemed 'progressive'...

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Dad or Bad. 

Broken homes
And 
Lavish dens
On Benefits
Or in a benz
Got enemies
Some call Friends
There's
Stick up kids
Gangs with shivs
And the thug addicts 
Selling drug habits
There's the good
Bad happy and sad
Who am i 
Im now a dad...

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Gangs
i look out the window
guys hanging on corner
slinging nicks
across the street
look outs on high alert
police is a rolling
coke is always flowing
girls turning tricks to
guys to get their kicks
young boys huslting
gays to get their fix
is it a plaque...

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Words can mean alot of things,
  Even for violent gangs.

  Some mean love,
  Like the word dove.

  Some mean hate,
  Like the word faint.

  But mine they rhyme,
  But,I always don't have the time.

  I can run so fast,
  I never finish last.

  But i do it for my friends,
  Because words they never end......

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Not my original plan
Born, rural United States
Chicago, stayed seven years
Chicago, not my town kind

Drugs, street gangs, and violence
Also many good people,
Museums, State street, skyline

051520PSCtest, Finish Line In Seven
7 lines, 7 syllables per line. Free verse
Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud
Theme choice #1, City Life...

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P eace denied for profit and idealism
A dmiration for false leaders 
N eighbourhoods run by gangs
D evotion manipulated to be misunderstood  
E nlightenment set on fire 
M ovements become violent  
O pportunity means take 
N ormal is never enough
I nsight means you started it
U nite is a riot
M ajority fifty plus one could be expensive...

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Underworld gangs are brothels.
Gangsters working in there are sex workers.
Politicians are the clients(Buyers)of these sex workers.
DON is the(NAIKA)of these sex workers.
Police works as a Pimp and law enforcement agencies 
are the spectators and have worn bangles,
ghangri chola,bra,and have become transgender...
Note.My wife is a hooker.....

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Spurning holy matrimony
Gangs canceled the ceremony
   Poor Tony fell with a thud
   His face covered with blood

Maria arrived seconds too late
Pure love turned now to hate
   Mourning her lover's death
   As he drew his last breath


       January 13, 2019
Entry in "Clerihew Couples for Valentines Day Prizes" Contest
       Sponsor: Carolyn Devonshire...

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The sea knows the dialect of tides and waves
The wind knows the cavities of the earth
And the feet are a pleasure to the face of the ground

Hold me by the waist with the rope of compassion
Keep me warm from the tasteless frost
Collect my body from the slippery san

Because we are gangs and sum
On soil for one
And one like the rendezvous of flowering branches...

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I am thinking of a time long ago, yet not so long ago.
Kings and Queens ruled the lands.
Warriors and knights would fight their fights and children were told stories by candle lights.
Merchants and travelers traversed by means of land and sea and always careful to obey royal decree.
Gangs of thieves would commit their crime and as I think back I remember this time....

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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 fate is sealed, just another stat
...

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flowers are red and blue the grow together with out a fuss 
but when gangs get togeter they cuss
the mess up the world the childern the ppl around us 
but god why do ppl fuss?

is it our colors or our personality 
is it the ppl that are differnet than me 
god why i ask is this happening 

lets be like flowers and grow in bloom with out fighting 
with out saddness 
with out sarrow...

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He may have joined the marines...
because of a sense of patriotism and duty
running deep in the fabric of familial DNA...
or maybe it was the only means of escape
from generational poverty -drugs and gangs 
...none but the newely purple hearted can really say.

but when i look at the awkward air
where there once was a limb
i can say for certain that he earned his freedom
more than most of us did....

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