Poems from Lazren Gross
What if I was the rose that grew from concrete.
Im just waiting on the day that I can bloom into a
beautiful world where I can be free...
Life is too short to be focused on how the world sees me. As a Black man waiting in line for his time to be locked up in a cage crying for...
When.
When will I be able to be treated equal as the one whos skin is lighter than mine. When will
I have a better chance of succeeding...
Memories are special
Like the time I remember when I first tried my momma's chess pie
with sweetness on the side because she made it for...
People might think its not right for the tough guy to cry.
but everyone has their weeknesses.
Like Kevin Gates said its okay to cry and...