I Come From

By Malik Keita

I come from a hospital I come from that old house, Where the garbage blocks the entrance I come from Our block Watch your step you might step in poop Watch your back You’ll never know what they’ll do

Random people might run up on you People are different in many ways No matter if you’re tall or short, big or small It makes you who you are People also change in different ways The noise of a shot could change someone’s life But the impact could end one No matter who the bullet hits It still impacts someone People I know always look behind them Like they are a target to someone else But even I look back sometimes Cuz these days you’ll never know People move different In different situations Some don’t know how to react Lots of people freeze up And some are quick to attack

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