The unconquerable struggle
Life can become an inconvenient hustle
A brother being hung
A brother killing themselves
By the tendencies of their own tongue
We inhaling too many clouds
We killing our lungs
And at the same time
Too much silence is being sung
Humans have a tendency to keep to themselves
That they struggling mentally
Not asking for help
Physically turning to the hustling ways
I lost two of my dogs to two bullets
In two days
Two grieving mothers
Mourning over two graves
Sold coke in kilos
While they snorted two trays
And constantly
They were tapping their wrist
Took too much liquid
Taken through the syringe
Veins in their arms
Popping up under their skin
People in the world
Are losing too many friends
Struggling and living in sin
It doesn’t end
Just an ongoing trend
Where the shit leave off
Is where the shit begins
BY OSCAR TORRES LEON
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