| Ghetto
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starr
| Snow dusts the ghetto | 1 |
with a cool, daunting potency; | 2 |
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Hopeless sun not of custard, | 3 |
needles exchanged not of pine. | 4 |
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Winter buries | 5 |
the cracked streets and their children | 6 |
over time. | 7 |
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18 Feb 06 |
Rated 7 (8) by 1 users.
Active (1): 7
Inactive (2): 7, 10
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Comments:
Oh Wow. Top stuff mate.
— gingerdave
It's like Christmas all year round, the good poems just keep on coming.
— unknown
yea word yo! from da streets, ya hearrrrrrd me?
— TheO1dCrow
overkill. too much white imagery. My head hurts from the hammer.
— unknown
fuck you whity, chocolate city repazent
— TheO1dCrow
Thanks gingerdave and the first "unknown." It makes my day when people like what I put out. Bless ya both!
— starr
I wish the snow would bury you and your poetry
— flaminhot
You don't even know me. And you wish the snow would bury me and my poetry?
Evil. The fact that I write so well must consume you with jealousy that you would appear on so many of my poems with nothing but negative, abrasive remarks. Keep doing that. It only shows others how pathetic you really are. FlaminNOT.
— starr
I shortened this one considerably and played with the punctuation.
— starr
precise.
— listen
Nice write
— angrychick
Thanks, "Angrychick!" This one's got a special place in my heart after having worked with troubled teens on drugs/alcohol for 6 years on the streets. :-) Thanks 4 droppin' by. Starr
— starr
oh, wow, I have done drug work too but with adults
— angrychick
After reading "Crack Baby," (Top Rated #10) I was inspired to rework this poem. Thanks to the author of that incredible poem. :-)
— starr
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