Black Poetry : The Ghetto

THEONE

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Indianapolis, IN
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Cracks in the pavement
signaling colored peoples lives
Broken windows in my hood
Gun fire everynight

Can you hear the music
Little children crying
Dope fiend whining
The hustle and bustle on
Night walkers grinden

This is the ghetto and its
Unique scenary
Sista Bertha on th cornor
Yellin, I call her that but
She aint know kin to me!

Vagrants out, liven like its luxury
Drugs, gunshots,in the Ghetto!..what place would they rather be!

This is my ghetto, regardless of what people might say
People point to better life, but being from hear
This abyss seems the only way

The gunshots have became comforting
Letting me know that I have a home
Sirens flashin, people running
Aint nothing like a hot ghetto day
What other place ignores the pool
And choses the fire hydrent as its choice to play!

The Ghetto, The Ghetto, The ghetto
Aint nothing like my grass roots
Gym shoes, play shoes
What? Those were our steel toe boots
The same dress for every occasion
White T's and Jeans
A Ghetto star's dress for relaxation.

Aint nothing like the Ghetto
The excitement is unreal
Come hang out for a day, feel what I feel
Come learn people that struggle,
yet still knows how to have fun
Come meet brothas, that play like the biggest kids
But in the night carry a gun...

Come meet my people so you cand know whats real,
Yeah suburn life is just that,
But liven in the hoods gives you lifes real feel.

Aint no punches held, no story book ending
Some nights its all fun
and others blood shed is the ending!
The Ghetto,to others its ugly, rundown, in a cloud of dirt
But to the colored, its the only place were we know that our people come first!
Lj
 

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