This is the life

This is the life,
a gangsters life.
the point in time where we cross the line.
what we do is something we must,
for if we don't then we wont live with trust.

this is the life,
a gangsters life.
the point in time where we must choose this time.
what we do, what we see,
is something that happens in our every day life.
for this is the way of a gangsters life.

i had a dream one night about this..i started to think what those kids go through. they feel alone in this world and they think that going into a gang is the answer to their problems but its not.
so please take the time to read this poem, and feel the sorrow and pain that these kids see on the streets, the people they lost from gang wars and street fights, from the every day night. i feel the pain that they go through. i wish i could change it but i cant.