Poems from Monte The Poet
Mom as I write this I must thank you for gifting me life.
Now I'm repaying you in the love I got for you.
My endearment for you is the...
I'm wondering if I'm going to heaven or hell.
I should know just that so many lies people tell.
Corrupts my intel.
They say I'm destined...
Lost in another compilation of complications.
A group of her friends worsened the situation.
I can't take this nonsense anymore I'm...
I know as I write about what's wrong or right.
Someone wants to see the end of my life.
I tell them go ahead and try!
I'm at that point I'...
They say most black teens don't live see to age twenty-one.
We live by the gun so we die by it.
These statistics I won't cosign with.
They...