Best Ghetto Poems

Peering at the radiating faces of happy families
So much joy emanates from well-to-do children’s sparkling eyes
Wish I could replace the grief, put smiles on the faces of my sons
Without a glimmer of hope even promises of warm meals would be lies

In the brown eyes of...

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GHETTO GOSPEL

BY STREET CRIES

ABANDON BUILDINGS HOUSES WITH NO PARENTS ALL CHILDREN
READY AND WILLING TO BE PROGRAMED BY THE TELEVISION 
GUNS WITH PRECISE PRECISION 

PAIN PILL GOT US COMATOSE LIVING
KIDS MAKING ADULT DECISIONS
TO SURVIVE IS THE MISSION 

WITCH EQUALS TO SENSELESS KILLING DRUG DEALING 
LIFE IN...

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Soft silhouettes sashay by my window
Grievingly gazing out unto a world of which you may never know
Linen curtains briefly ruffled in the breeze
Old drunken Julius finds shade under the huge oak trees
The echoes of poverty ring outside my building
The pleas of panhandlers, the chattering of...

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Gunshots be leavin 'em children alone
they gotta find a way all on they own
kids screamin out sets for hope 
then run around with a crew slangin dope
can't forget that they saw they fathers go
witness to earth the bloodiest show
to young to truly understand 
despite what...

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I am a ghetto boy with no ware to go, so I talk to the lord to keep my flow.
The answer came that would make me a man.
He said the graveyard would be calling my name, but you want fame;
so here i go. Make the...

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slip n' slide white moon
space cadets glide in the shine
illustrious orb





~JSLaM...

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As I stared out my project window into the streets were the predators never 
seemed to sleep and the dope heads that kept the neighbors in the private homes on 
pins and needles as they prowled the street, looking for the next cash cow to...

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In my mind is a place of unbearable beauty,
     So agonizing to recall the charm;
A place, so lovely and pretty, rows of homes,
             And lace curtains billowing in the...

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GHETTO LIFE

I'm just a black guy trying to survive
I hustle hard, just for me to live
I was born and bred in the ghetto,
And the only place I could earn money is not only at the lotto

I was feeling like I was walking in a circle
Everywhere...

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Hey bruh, 
haven’t you heard,
ain’t you read the news?
The White House is gonna eradicate 
the fear infested inner city blues
That Trump fella says,
he’s got his poison pen ready to use
He says black folks got nothing going for ‘em,
so what have they got to lose
He’s gonna...

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I
smell
summer
in the air
humidity fumes
reflecting off dusty windows.



Thanks Sharon for pointing out lines 1/2 in a fibonacci are both only 
one syllable.  Doesn't read as dramatic but it works ... smile ...

************  for Brian Strand's contest  ******************...

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I can hear the wicked shots rangin',
Hood stars on the avenues hangin',
You hear the sounds of the ghetto
and loose change in B.U.Ms[brothers under madness]
metal cups clangin',

That poverty noise is 1 of the hood anthems,
Bailbondsmen collectin' hood ransoms,
and crooked police we can't stand'em,

And we're fed up...

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six million stones
a railroad car streaked red
a thousand astrodomes
swollen with dead children
the population of houston
dallas wiped out

ugly striped prison uniforms
signifying captures and escapes
martin luther as a bigot
bonhoeffer as a hero
dying days before the
liberation

faces from rwanda darfur
signaling the continuance
of a tradition of genocide
a danish fishing boat
hiding...

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Cant sleep because I still smell the smoke on my clothes from the fire we just put out. 
I cant help but think about the soul we lost this early morning
Mornings are supposed to be filled with fresh air, birds singing, children playing happily.

Let me...

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God made you

He made you rich

Even though the world

Thinks you're unfortunate

Talents you were given to make something

Out of nothing.

Children of the

Hood have the goods

Innate abilities

Literally to be

Destined for the

Real success and in

Everything we do God gets the glory

Never self because God gave us this wealth!

1-21-11...

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