NO LIFE ON THE STREETS

 

Family there is no truth in the streets
It is home to the lost and people that can't eat
It is the path of blood, pimps, and lost w****s
Daily offering lies, fights, and Hell to explore

 

Minds get warped, and dreams get dashed
Innocent lives are destroyed by drugs and cash
Lost children roam looking for their Fathers to return
While mothers smoke rocks allowing their dreams to be burned

 

The streets offer all a crooked game of sin
But the course is fixed so no man can ever win
Victims fall through the potholes and the cracks
Falling into darkness and never coming back

 

Brothers and sisters become knowledgeable to the truth
The street is a thief that steals our innocence and youth
Girls are made into w****s who take pay for their sin
As the street lights flicker and darkness descends
Young hope becomes lost to the oblivion within
As boys become killers anointed by the blood of men

 

Love screams for you to flee these hellacious streets
Asking you to live in a home where your spirit can feast
For in love's home you can embrace the fullness of life
Inside and warm before darkness keys the street lights
For the streets promise nothing but eternal pain
As they forever echo the cries of the lost and the slain.

 

© 2013 Eddie Phillips

Reviews

[NebraskaHope]

This poem can is very relate able . thanks for sharing this

[Sirius King]

Wow this is deep, and the title pretty much says is all.

favorite line:

Young hope becomes lost to the oblivion within
As boys become killers anointed by the blood of men




great write!

[Eddie Phillips]

Thanks for reading. I have not written a poem in a few weeks. I am happy you liked this one.