Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Slums of New York
From the streets of New York
Lets get down to the nitty gritty
It’s called the projects, the ghetto
Ever been to the big city?
Dilapidated neighborhoods
No streets paved with gold
Barefoot versus $400 shoes
“That’s life,” is what I’m told
Product of my environment?
Prostitution, violence, and gangs
No. I fight to stay positive
Combating severe hunger pangs
Some say I’m a failure
Many tell me I won’t make it
Their words are excoriating
At times I just can’t take it
I’m just trying to live…survive
and make the most of my life
but the streets of New York
vomit fire flames -- grief…strife.
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Rhyming Poetry