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The inter city

Contributed by Shyne on Saturday, 25th November 2006 @ 04:39:30 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

So I hopped in the car so I could take a ride threw the inter city
Some of the things the other riders were used to, I was in pity, the pity of areas filled with garbage and trash, every police man's car sitting in the spot waiting for a task, Young boys with guns, Young men on the run, Government cheese, My friends were surely used to that one, Kids living on their own, Children walking home, Junkies on the side, A homeless man on the corner holding a solid cry, Women with more kids than one, Little girls pregnant trying to keep up with what the other little girls do, Little boys trying to keep up with the big boys too, Drug houses that are called to common house, project housing called the blockhouse, Kids waliking out the whorehouse, Women standing out the same house, lil homies looking out for the cops, projects housing right down from the block, and on every block is a liquor store and and church, maybe they think if you get drunk and feel the holy spirit your life may work, alot of people with hurt, kids getting killed, people who make up plans to huslte when they steal, one big family, they don't know much about the world around them because this smothered city, smoke city, fogged city covers up every bit of pain insecurity, broken heart and abuse, drug deal, and gamble to the fullest extent. No father homes. Education is unimportant and to a minumun. The easy way out. People on the other corner selling clothes that is all together worth more than my woredrobe. The inter city is for the school kids who graduated and then became in doubt. Where every lil kid looks up to a rapper. The place you did not get to choose. Where some of the most powerful people came out of use.

Copyright © Shyne ... [ 2006-11-25 16:39:30]
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Re: The inter city (User Rating: 1 )
by Sinned on Tuesday, 4th August 2009 @ 04:10:08 AM AEST
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This is a very meaningful write.
The problem is lines too long
Bunched together too hard on sight
Laid out better would be a powerful write

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