Gangs Poems - Poems about Gangs

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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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,...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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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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...

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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...

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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 Gangs...

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