The Rose That Grew From Concrete : Writing

City of Light (The Vision Only)

City of Light (The Vision Only)

A Poem by The Rose That Grew From C..


This is the Short Version Stories to come.
City of Light (full)

City of Light (full)

A Poem by The Rose That Grew From C..


This actualy happened more to come on this event in my life. This is the Full version the shorter one is half the size
No Man Separate What We Create

No Man Separate What We Create

A Poem by The Rose That Grew From C..


With my fellow artist I create an army of truth No man can separate what our army creates The ideals will live on even after we are gone Peace, lov..
Life Is Pain

Life Is Pain

A Poem by The Rose That Grew From C..


Life is a form of turture Yes it is no one can express how it feels but every day here brings more proof aint nothin left here but bag of broken bo..
The Meaning of Life

The Meaning of Life

A Poem by The Rose That Grew From C..


The question everyone asks, and looks to answer There are more searching for the cure for cancer Some people see it as an oppertunity to joke and fl..
Can You See the Pride in the Grizzly

Can You See the Pride in the Grizzly

A Poem by The Rose That Grew From C..


This is a Close remake of Tupac Shakur's Poem Can You See the Pride in the Panther.
Lady Liberty Is Crying

Lady Liberty Is Crying

A Poem by The Rose That Grew From C..


Lady liberty sheads a tear for America Her heart breaks when hears my stanza She sees the country's slow digression The poor are infected by the po..
Dear Soulja

Dear Soulja

A Story by The Rose That Grew From C..


Dear Soulja I know why you do what you do, even if some would label you a hoo-rahh brute for killin' like you do. Because what's a poor man to do, ..
Two Things

Two Things

A Poem by The Rose That Grew From C..


When ever I get my head down about my situation I remember the words that were told to me when i was young In this world only two things are free O..
When T.H.U.G.s Cry

When T.H.U.G.s Cry

A Poem by The Rose That Grew From C..


Do you know what it sounds like when T.H.U.G.s Cry? There aint no sobbin or snivelin Just hard stares into the sky as they as to be forgiven Have y..

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