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By: Cedric McClester The night was hot So she retreated To her front stoop But things got heated 5 shots rang out Into the night And who got hit You guessed it right Dem thugs ‘n gangstas Ain’t up to no good Dey always Shootin up the neighborhood Pregnant and shot Right through the neck And so the ambulance Made the trek To the hospital Five blocks away Where she arrived DOA Dem thugs ‘n gangstas Ain’t up to no good Dey always Shootin up the neighborhood In the O.R. It was intense But due to God And providence A healthy baby boy Was born Torn from her womb His mother, gone An act of violence Gone aerie A pregnant woman Caused to die Because of someone’s Senseless act And nothing said Can bring her back Dem thugs ‘n gangstas Ain’t up to no good Dey always Shootin up the neighborhood In the O.R. It was intense But due to God And providence A healthy baby boy Was born Torn from the womb His mother gone An act of violence Gone aerie A pregnant woman Caused to die Because of someone’s Senseless act And nothing said Can bring her back Dem thugs ‘n gangstas Ain’t up to no good Dey always Shootin up the neighborhood (c) Copyright 2015, Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 12:33 PM UTC
DEM THUGS 'N GANGSTAS
By: Cedric McClester The night was hot So she retreated To her front stoop But things got heated 5 shots rang out Into the night And who got hit You guessed it right Dem thugs ‘n gangstas Ain’t up to no good Dey always Shootin up the neighborhood Pregnant and shot Right through the neck And so the ambulance Made the trek To the hospital Five blocks away Where she arrived DOA Dem thugs ‘n gangstas Ain’t up to no good Dey always Shootin up the neighborhood In the O.R. It was intense But due to God And providence A healthy baby boy Was born Torn from her womb His mother, gone An act of violence Gone aerie A pregnant woman Caused to die Because of someone’s Senseless act And nothing said Can bring her back Dem thugs ‘n gangstas Ain’t up to no good Dey always Shootin up the neighborhood In the O.R. It was intense But due to God And providence A healthy baby boy Was born Torn from the womb His mother gone An act of violence Gone aerie A pregnant woman Caused to die Because of someone’s Senseless act And nothing said Can bring her back Dem thugs ‘n gangstas Ain’t up to no good Dey always Shootin up the neighborhood (c) Copyright 2015, Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
Dem Thugs 'N Gangstas was inspired by true facts that unfortunately replicates in black and brown neighborhoods. I write many of my poems from the perspective of the journalist that I am.
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 12:33 PM UTC
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