Gangs

Gangs, love to hang around in groups, like they are army troops,
Shouting, and stealing is their game,
As they take their daily, shooting upon their rival group,
They ride on their scooters, finding their next money, laundering claim,
Society, saying they are, the cause of all this crime, and that they are, the ones to blame,
Government trying to solve, and cure,
Police try to stop, and tame,
Control, and try to keep people’s lives secure,
Their ways deemed as immature,
Hoping it will cease, like the latest craze,
People have to put up, and endure,
Their pathetic, attitude ways,
Gangs, so hurtful, and making people feel depressed,
Wishing, that police can lock up, and finally put their nonsense to rest.

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