The Struggle Is Real Poem

I see love as a blessing in disguise

A lot of people going through hell just to be in a relationship

Crying for days

Many even die cause their boo-thang goes too far

Why do we struggle with life?

Look at each side

East, North, South, West

Crips and Bloods

At war throwin the deuces bodies laying everywhere

A cult of respect and endless effort

Accomplishing Violence

Many stories, many thoughts

Inspiration and songs for upliftment and happiness

People going through alot

School wipeouts

Many getting murdered while others hide to stay alive

People selling dope just to make a living

I've read many autobiographies

Heartfelt and deep as fuck

Dope Shit

Motivational scripts

Who do you think we are

Will Gun Violence and Anger solve our everlasting problems

World Hunger is a major crisis to the face of homeless

Not having shelter

Making beds out of cloth underneath bridges and tunnels

ATL is where many originate

A city that's parted into sections

Suburban, Urban, and Just The DownRight Ghetto

MLK Drive

A place where many die

Jocks and Thugs hide

Total strangers J walking streets

Once again the struggle is too real

Are these people supposed to be proud of what they do

Not to be judgmental but don't criticize one's life and you wont have to worry

about the struggle

deuces