I thought I carried the most pain
When I looked at the kid beside me
80 pounds plus on his shoulders
as well as the crowd behind me

And I realized my sorrow is a thud to his bang
and my status is a bread to his crumb
No, his life wont switch with a flick of a thumb
like I do when I flick the lights so that my darkness’ll be done

Yeah ure neighbor has cried a river compared to your pond
and his mommas temper’s like ures plus 2 ft long
Although he’s a criminal he ain’t done wrong
cause his mind set what his mind said..
Life put those words in his head…

This poem was written/submitted by Ahlam.