Unfortunately

Throw dirt up on my name 

I got through it 

Try to shoot me a couple times 

I got through it 

I walked up in that rain 

I got through 

Lost my children to the system 

I got through 

Lost my job for moving around / begin late 

I got through 

Went homeless /got kicked out 

I got through it 

Went to jail 

I got through 

Gossip on my name 

I got through 

Told so many lies 

I got through it 

Got hurt so many times 

But I got through it 

Dealing with depression 

I got through 

Dealing with anxiety 

I got through it 

Dealing with epilepsy 

I’m through it 

I call upon GOD 

HE ANSWER I GOT 

THROUGH IT 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
Our world

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