This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Savannah chapter and does not reflect the views of Her Campus.
our love for the streets
not the cold lonely
rainy with red
air of regretÂ
streets, the streetsÂ
that raised us
trained us
watched us
made us
just being aroundÂ
made me want to get down
and give thanks to the place
often associated with the race Â
made to be laidÂ
how often do we get to give back
or even make it to that
i pray there will be a time
when i can give back to mines