gang called my family

a poem about how your familly is your gang an we are members of such gang

IM A GANG MEMBER A MEMBER OF A GANG CALLED MY FAMILY I LOVE MY FAMILY

WHY SHOULD I SETTLE FOR LESS WHEN JESUS GAVE IT ALL TO ME HE GAVE IT 

ALL TO ME  HE GAVE IT ALL TO YOU SOME OF YOU WOULD SEE IF YOU JUST

 BELIEVE

IM DUBBIN ON NA STEPS OF DIS SPIRAL STAIR CASE LOOK ME IN MY ROBOTIC 

FACE IM A GET IT IM A HIDE YA LACEYS TRACYS BECKYS AN KATS WILL YA 

HATE ME IF IM HESITATIN WHEN YOUR TRYIN TO IRITATE ME AN IM PLAYIN ON

MY GAME AN IM LIKE BABE YOU KNOW IM SAVED 

Author's Note

art in color as well as colorfull words create the scene through imagination an reality a skill for the thought full or those full of thoughts that poor out into ideas on paper

Reviews

[poetical#1]

your welcome an thanks for the review

[Holly Mason]

I am 5 minutes from Utica*)They are filming the best cake show or something titled like that at our local bakery this morning*)famous Frankfort is hahahah
this is a very interesting read
our families are our gangs yes and to love them is thanking Jesus for all he has given
authors note is a nice touch
thank you for sharing