Two minutes
Me and my boys
Two minutes
in the hood
Two minutes
seen the haters
Two minutes
seen the colors of the rags
Two minutes
heard the buck shots
Two minutes
ran like fire ants
Two minutes
My boys buck back
Two minutes
Lil Frank was gone

by Frank, 9th grade

Note: This poem was written by a student in a juvenile probation facility. Writers in the Schools (WITS) offers programs to young people in detention centers, boot camps, and rehabilitation programs. Writing, and creative expression in general, can offer these kids a chance to “have their say,” and they often have a great deal to say.

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