Through the Struggle

By MM

You see that I am locked up
You see that I have a charge
But you don’t know me

You would know me if…
You took time to talk to me to find out how intelligent I am
You knew how hard it was to grow up and be me
You knew how I felt the times that I couldn’t get what I want
You knew how hard it was goin’ through the struggle

You see that I am black and young
You see that I come from the hood
But you don’t know me

You would know me if…
You been around me to see how positive I am
You knew how I be best at whatever I put my mind to
You knew how good I was in school
You knew how I was wilding just ’cause my men was
You knew how I was doing wrong but didn’t know the right things

Then you would know me.

Leave a Reply

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

The poets featured here are currently incarcerated, and many of them are in federal prisons far from home. Your feedback is a valuable source of motivation and connection to the outside community. Post your comments, feedback, and encouragement in the space below the poem. Messages will be passed on directly to the author. Comments may not appear immediately on the site, as our team processes them to mail to the poets.