The Grace Of God The sun, Hidden behind the blanket of the suttle, dark…
my block
Note: Poet Warriors write with truth and purpose; this poem contains strong language, graphic details or sensitive subject matter.
My Block
by Christian Bejarano
Cruising down my block knowing all its flaws
but only seeing what i love
I hold onto my glock realizing these boy’s are only colors i can’t see only what i bleed
It may be hard to believe but my block shows me who i wanna be……