Quiet Poetry Lounge : Poem:"That Ghetto Mentality"

Rhyme4ReasonFBR

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Oct 12, 2004
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I'm a virgin Network technician
"That Ghetto Mentality"

Slavery everywhere I look
as she asked me the questions
****** and nervous
conflicted and restricted
my mental was malnourished
without the book how can I find the signs
**** I have no answers
I didn't even realize today was going to be a test
I arrived at life's school a couple hundred years
too late to change the inevitable
and the devil is offering me a cheat sheet
**** I have no number 2 pencil
how the **** will I succeed?
how in the hell will I fill my own greed
and in my nightmares all I see is bills
I'm walking around in the day-to-day crunching numbers
trying and praying to GOD that they don't take my name away
and give me numbers in its place
stripes were never a color
contrary to popular racist belief
My baby's birthday is coming up and the goverment under paid my boss
and that trickle down effects my pockets
its my loss
**** so expensive
My breath I might have to put in my momma's name
and GOD discarded his last name
when people tried to build fame on it
for the sake of some passion
when will my fellow slaves learn to interact and come up
out of death and overcome
ghettofabulous is so much more than a word
a goldtooth smile
and a charm around your neck
I'm ******* tired of having to sell when I'm in need
and having to short change my baby momma everytimeI'm guilty of trying to eat
she already thinks I'm no good for my past record
But I had to make that change to begin fatherhood
and my best has to be better than the rest
but the stress on my chest
heated at times
frustrated with my wasted dimes
struggling for my life to be worth more than
ten dollars per hour
unprepared was I when my life was in practice
when do I get my do over
time out and start again
when can I qualify
when can I qualify
when can I qualify
how can I win
when I choose not to sin
how can I win
when I make that choice
the words they try to whip me with have long been hidden
only come out in the light of day to whup on the defenseless
yet they saw we've come a long way since the beatings
I wish one of them muphuckas would lay and hand on me
the chains may have disappeared but I still feel them
the chains may have disappeared but I still feel them
******* are no longer here, but I still see them
sip some of my wine look to in my eyes and try to smile
my only comfort in today is that I'm no longer afraid to fail
I'm no longer trapped in anyones truth,
but eyes must be opened
to my reality
that if I'm not twice as good as any phenomenon
there's no place in this land for me
but my comfort is in that word possibility
because in that space of infinity
even I have a chance
and that's my freedom

that's my Ascension

above that Ghetto mentality
 
wow wow wow !!!
now dat was some deep compassionate poetry in motions flowing out
what u express makes a mind go into a zone and come back
this was mad tyte brutha rhyme4reason..................do yo thang man.
 

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