If a kid is in a gang or considering becoming a part of one, this one paints a picture that lets them know they're not alone in their confusion, but also shows the outcome of making the leap into a gang. Maybe you would like to bury someone every other week?It’s up to you! If you say you would love to be a lawyer, doctor, or have any other career, you can say what you want all day until you’re blue in the face. We take a detour, headed to the homie’s pad for the ditching party. We choose money, materialistic things, or a broken relationship, but none seems to make us happier. As one old convict put it, "In prison one's program or even one's life can be changed in a heartbeat.

I encourage you to do this now, while you have the chance to. Otherwise I would have died here in prison.Late in the next year, another gang member tried to take me out.

This virus is called “A Lie.” This virus is so strong and powerful that it has people thinking they’re winning when they’re losing.

Not all gangsters are the same, and our gangster collection of poems reflect the breadth of the gangster lifestyle. Then on August 9, 1991, three days after talking to my lawyer I was in jail for killing the guy who lived across the street from me. To all of you, I send my love and respect. I knew that we were in a safe area, but this is still prison, and due to the current situation on the yard, I wasn't sure if she would be well received by other inmates.We began scanning the room. No matter what happens in that classroom, if you talk to your teacher something can be worked out. I stopped in my track, not because I was arrested by her presence, but rather by the fact that I didn't know how to greet her. I lifted her up as far as my hands could reach and spinned in a circle. I asked her to say sorry, but instead she mumbled something that I didn't understand. Because no matter how hard its life may be, the bird is truly free indeed.STAY AWAY, STAY AWAY! I hope for all the things any other prisoner hopes for, but my hope also extends to all the young people outside these walls. One day I was asked to stab a member of the gang I once represented. She giggled and laughed when they lifted her up.

. When the drug market seemed too "hot” or risky, I started dealing with weapons. She looked like a baby doll wobbling back and forth every time she stood up, and she never cried or frowned whenever she fell.I couldn't help but to take her around and show her off to my friends and their family. They are given an opportunity to rummage through the used clothes that are provided by charity. "Too Many Caskets Not Enough Tears" by Poetry 801. My personal story goes like this: I grew up on the south side of Chicago. As for me, I’d be a fool to repeat mistakes that I know will only lead to more failure.

Finally, I removed my prison blue shirt and pants from underneath my mattress, which I had neatly folded and left there until my visit. Eventually, I got addicted and began to commit crime to pay for my habit. There is nothing about the hood life I don’t know. They inject a rare strain of the flu into your body which builds up a tolerance in your body to make you immune to the flu.I am a rare strain of the I don’t care syndrome and I share with you the ingredient to prevent and reverse the I don’t give a **** attitude in our young people. Well, that’s how bangin is. Gangster Poems for and about the gangster way of life perfectly express the rich variety of street life. Now I write this story; it is the PG version. Just believing in yourself, and viewing things from the perspective that you know how to succeed in the illegal world where there are laws prohibiting virtually every action you take, should make it much easier in the world of free enterprise where you are operating legally.

Again I was never really punished for the things I was doing.

Hello world! That means looking back at things gives you perfect vision. I should have been the leader of my life instead of placing my life in the hands of those who weren’t to be trusted. As an adult in the system, I continued to make one bad decision after another until I ended up with life without parole for killing another inmate.