Sense Sonnets

Tuesday, September 07, 2021

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 My Destiny


Chicago's now a time and place

Where any kind of crime does pay.

Most of it is black on black race,

And "The Man" looks the other way.

Being a young black guy like me

There's few choices and none are good.

The gang is where I have to be

For my survival in the hood.

I do whatever must be done,

Whatever is best for my gang.

And it is best done with a gun.

I do my job and with a bang.


The time I get is not a lot.

Odds are that soon I will be shot.

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