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Ghetto

Contributed by Tasha20 on Monday, 9th October 2006 @ 10:16:42 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



Sick separation of unwanted souls
Tears of the unknown deaths
But still your heart stays cold

Preparation of meals
And teaching kids how not to steal
Even if it kills

Dark rooms
With shinny objects
That shouldn’t be touched

Sluggish feeling
From the night before
Because you had to be in so much rush

Things are said
But know one hears the cries
Baby being born
But not fed

But we still lay there
Stiff as a board
Cause there’s nothing to do

Moms tell you to go to school
Be all you can be
But you ask yourself why

When you can make a quick dollar hustling on the streets
Even though with a consequence you really don’t care
Cause all that money you making going to keep you well fed

You see the stylist cars
The biggest and best of everything

But on the flip side that same ***** you doing
Is making the streets even worse

Cause you hustling making ***** work
But then there’s the once pretty lady
Lurking up and down the street

When you give a quick look
You notice that was the same lady
Who told you to go to school?
And be all you can be

But this is the is the consequence
When the one place you call home
In the ghetto




Copyright © Tasha20 ... [ 2006-10-09 10:16:42]
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Re: Ghetto (User Rating: 1 )
by darkangeleyes57 on Thursday, 19th October 2006 @ 08:53:09 AM AEST
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This was a very blunt poem.. You had came out and said what you had to say and it worked.. This was a good poem..

Take care
christina




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