WingSpan Poetry Project

CULTIVATING EMPOWERMENT THROUGH POETRY

The Struggle of Life in the Streets

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Dear Mom,

Today I thank God that I am alive. Tomorrow I want to wake up feeling good about myself and won’t let people bring me down. I had a dream about asking for forgiveness for all my sins. I love you and miss you!

Dear Dad,

Today I thank God that you are locked up for the evilness t hat you put us through. Tomorrow I want to wake up feeling safe and secure. I had a dream about you trying to change from being gang-related. I hope you think about your mistakes and change.

Love,

JP

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