I see murder, poverty and death.
I hear moms crying about their sons
being dead.
For me, life is very fragile
you can die at any moment of the day.

So enjoy it while you can.

For me, the world is a place
of everything.
It has a dark side, a bright side.
I unfortunately grew up in the dark side…
where it isn’t normal if you
don’t own a gun.

I saw a lot of explosions—
a lot of close friends died why why why
did they die?!
man…they were just kids—
they didn’t deserve to die.

It’s not fair

but a new chapter of my life
began here in America.

So let’s see how this goes.

Participant:

Ali A.

Site:

Roosevelt High School

Poem Title:

Life Through My Eyes

Source Book for Poem:

The Rose That Grew From Concrete by Tupac Shakur

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