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Premium Member Gangs of Our Human Zoo
Gangs are here
And their here to stay
Going about their day to day
Harassing me 
Harassing you
Infidels in our Human Zoo
 
Triads, Yakuza
The Wild West
Terrorised townsfolk
With their gangland zest
 
Mafia, Nizari
Guys like Al Capone
Persecuted the innocents
Never leaving them alone
 
Identification through various ways
Communication 
Street says
Tattoos, piercings
Dressed sense...

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Categories: gangs, social
Form: Rhyme
''Gangs of War''
When Good Of "EVIL," Run You Down, Remember 
What Doesn't "KILL YOU," Only Makes You, 
STRONGER, *Yes* Faith Can Break, But Our 
Strength Of Heart Together, Shall CARRY, Beyond 
To It's Highest POWER, Let Go Of Your FEARS, You 
Are As Weak As Your Weakest...

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Categories: gangs, black african american, courage,
Form: Rhyme
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...

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Categories: gangs, anxiety, life, loss, stress,
Form: Villanelle

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Premium Member 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...

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© Floyd Neal  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: gangs, change,
Form: Free verse
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...

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Categories: gangs, abuse, africa, corruption, freedom,
Form: Epic
Gangs
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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Categories: gangs, fantasy, sad,
Form:



Gangs of New York
Is evil bad?
Not from its line of sight.
If you look thru their eyes, darkness is the light.
Knowledge is power, but power is greedy.
Once ultamite has been tasted the desire to control takes over.
But darkness is not understood...
It lures with promises of grandure then rips away...

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Categories: gangs, introspection, life, loss, visionaryevil,
Form:
Street Gangs of Today
Street gangs are growing like ears of corn
Money, greed , and hatred are now being born.
They find it so much easier to be bad than to be good
Values are no longer held as they should.

Many blame it on the society that is around
When it is...

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© Louis Rams  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: gangs, confusion, teenchildren,
Form: Rhyme
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...

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Categories: gangs, abuse, addiction, anger, betrayal,
Form: Political Verse
Gangs
GANGS ARE RUNNING OUR STREETS,PUMPED UP WITH DRINK AND DRUGS.
WHAT CAN WE DO NOW, TO STOP THESE THUGS.
THE GOVERMENT TOOK AWAY THE PARKS AND ALL THE FUN.
NOW THE KIDS ARE RESORTING TO KNIVES AND GUNS.
WHAT NOW IS THERE FOR OUR KIDS TO DO.
AS THEIR NOT...

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Categories: gangs, childhoodparents, day, parents, drug,
Form:
Premium Member 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...

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© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: gangs, analogy, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member 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...

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Categories: gangs, abuse, death, grief, horror,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member 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...

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Categories: gangs, abuse, corruption, emotions, future,
Form: Free verse
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...

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Categories: gangs, 12th grade, allusion, betrayal,
Form: Rhyme
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...

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Categories: gangs, anger, death, death of
Form: Narrative

Book: Reflection on the Important Things