Wanna be – Gangsta

Poetry, Portfolio

I have no tolerance

for intolerance

no patience for impatience

I speak my mind

when that door is opened

and intruders attempt to step in

Never mind, the shaved head or tattooed neck,

This is my world! my home!

as much as it is for the next

who are you to push me around

or knock me down

because I have a mind of my own

I’ve spent my entire life

trying to find my voice and I refuse

to be silenced now

The pen in my hand

has taken more lives

than the gun you try to hide behind

when you shoot people in the back

What a cowardly act

If I die today, or even tomorrow

all because I’ve hurt your poor little feelings

You’ll be the one in prison dealing

and trying to hang yourself from the ceiling

I on the other hand will go on living

through my words,

the ones on this page,

the same words that you tried to quiet

and stop from flowing

so remember that little boy,

before you decide to pull out that gun that you think is just a toy to change both of our lives forever.