~Ghetto poet~

Life of thugs around me
My vision sinking like a titanic
As much I look outside the window
I see starvation through words and sorrow
Still I beg the create of a creature
Who can see the future as he picture
God come save my words
From the ghetto place that I live on
Illusion over confusion
Still I wish to step aside
But I'm a shaking like ground devil can't stand on me
As the wind blows my shelter shakes
Ghetto poet with a vision
Population step aside from my thousand words to build this community,
Jumping electrical extensions wrapped with plastics
Still I survive
A president is like a dream over night they serve over distance living with no chance
But still I climb the ladder so harder
Without jumping like a grasshopper
Wanna shine over leaves like a butterfly momma will never cry as much as I try
From the ghetto I forget step my foot to the path
Reminacing past that never last
In my freeway like a truck loaded I'm loaded over vision that needs to be certified.
On the sideline wanna be in on the game
my chance will come to strike through
Life of ghetto poet with a vision
But still I search without signal
Hope of survival
I am a star around ghetto whenever I go
Knocking to success still I wait on the door
Maybe tomorrow I won't let go
Imma ghetto poet with a mission in hand and a vision in mind
Next generation wanna be like their pants falls like mine
They hail on me when I pass who they will moan when pass away since I've pave the railway
don't throw stones on me

~Ghetto poet~
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Poem by. DaSoulstriker
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Year. 20\13
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Jozi Poet Art Work Inc
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Pneumarella Society of Art (PSA)