Ghetto

I always hate how idiots just see the Ghetto for what people do. And not what it truly is. If the Government actually cared to do s**t about it, then maybe it wouldn't be so bad.

Ghetto.

These Fools,
Living in this s**t.
Murder and drug deals.
People don't see what they do.
Don't see what they did.
All they see is what the News lets them see. 
Cause they to damn scared to go see for themselves.
They don't know how it is.
Don't know how it was.
Cause they never been to the Ghetto.
Cause they wasn't born in the Ghetto.
They just want they s**t ended.
The Gangs, the murders, the drug sales.
They don't care to understand...
And they never will.

Reviews

[Robert]

i love how you say things in this poem "people dont know how it. dont know how it was" that really struck me. this poem sounds like all the anger, and frustration is being poured out on the page. haveing never been from that situation i can not and will not try and pretend like i know what its like. but i will say that reading this reminds me of spike lee movies, nwa, tupac, you can almost taste the anger is the words.

great job

Robert

[luciddreamer]

This writing floods of truth...
Peace
Robin

[Bunnycorn]

It's not just that, it's also the fact that...these gang leaders, they are...well, it's sort of a thing you have to experience, but I'll do what I can to express it.

These gang leaders, they take these young kids born in the ghetto, and these kids don't really have all that big a family, the mom and dad are usually high all the time, and don't really have no one who cares for them. And so these stupid gang leaders, they take em, and they make them feel like a family...And then they feel like a family, and they slowly get them into getting to doing more and more stuff...that was another thing that I was writing about...it's really sad, to tell the truth.

[Matthew Kult]

Hello Bunnycorn,

This expresses my point exactly, The US is so wrapped up in "foreign" affairs that we neglect our own home affairs. A ghetto is a ghetto because the people there are poor and have no other way to survive. it comes down to the basics of life itself...survival of the fittest. If you arent strong, if you don't find money...if you dont have friends...you won't survive. either dying from poverty or the barrel of a gun. Wake up everyone and open your mother f*****g eyes to the real world. Not some war overseas but the civil war in our own communities fought by our own people fighting for attention, food, and the almighty dollar.

regards,

Jaidyn

[An owl on the moon]

This is such a powerful piece, filled with a longing for understanding and a brilliant turn on humanity. Too often we don't care to know.. we just want things a certain way.. Thank you for sharing your heart.