The Streets

July 15, 2012
By Bubbles143 BRONZE, Vanceboro, North Carolina
Bubbles143 BRONZE, Vanceboro, North Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.


Aspiring young blood,
struggling for success.
On the walls you read his message.
Not just a desperate cry for help,
but the love for who he is,
and the pride in where he's from.
To him this isn't work,
to him,
this is life.
It's the sound of his mama being slapped,
and the screams of a terrified four-year-old.
It's the lights flashing
and the sirens howling
as they drove his sister away
that fateful night.
It's the gunshot
and blood rushing from his leg
because he pushed someone out of the way.
It's the terror,
the shame,
the hate.
It's
"the streets".



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