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Tough streets of Chicago, you made me who I am.
Tough streets of Chicago, for me you had a plan.
You forced me to observe, what kids my age did not.
You taught me to look and see, always looking for a plot.
...

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
...

Just read a poem,
read line by line.
seemed more like a story,
with no reason or rhyme.
...

Our hearts are beating quickly,
our breaths are long and rough.
Sweat in our eyes blinds us,
as we continue to huff and puff.
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5.

Many poems that I read, read badly toward pride,
but as for me, I must adimt, I'm on prides side.
I'm proud of all I am, and proud of all I do,
If you wore this uniform, you would be proud too.
...

Jefferson Park,
is where I used to play.
Baseball and basketball,
all hours of the day.
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He walked all neighborhoods,
all he did was roam.
He seemed to be homeless,
but he did have a home.
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rico avila Biography

Born and raised in Chicago. Traveled the world quite a bit through the military. Joined at 19, I am now 31 and still in. In Afghanistan at the moment.)

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Tough Streets Of Chicago

Tough streets of Chicago, you made me who I am.
Tough streets of Chicago, for me you had a plan.
You forced me to observe, what kids my age did not.
You taught me to look and see, always looking for a plot.
You taught me to react, and kept me on my toes.
You taught me to examine, the actions of my foes.
You forced me to react, in situations dire.
You made sure I would function, when I came under fire.
You made sure I was tough, made sure I'd understand,
the skills that I would need, when I joined uncle Sam.

Tough streets of Chicago, I almost went insane.
Tough streets of Chicago, you caused me so much pain.
You made me grow up fast, always dodging death.
You made me run from danger, could hardly catch my breath.
You took most of my friends, why, I'll never understand.
You made it possible to count, all my friends on one hand.
You took them in their teens, you took them very young.
You took them way before, to live they had begun.

Tough streets of Chicago, my tour is almost up.
Tough streets of Chicago, with your gangster posting up.
Tough streets of Chicago, can't get you off my mind.
Tough streets of Chicago, I miss those streets of mine.
Tough streets of Chicago...............................

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$4N JONER4 AKA: : DI4BL4 14 January 2009

i like your poem u should writ some more u have tallent

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