Do You Get It? Poem by Compton Wright

As I wake up to another day of my life still breathing
But I see my generation struggling in their mindset
If you rep a hood, street, or neighborhood stop right now
If you want to bring out pride inside your heart and soul
Show the progress of the era of today in your knowledge
Invoice your thoughts through your words and writings
As I see DC in a critical state as a debate between hoods
I never knew that the ghetto owns your life and well being
Don’t you get it? You feed the ghetto with your youth
Contributing to the crime waves as its ripples makes
A tidal wave of danger upon others with severe beatings
Drug usage of heroin and the death of the innocent...

Seeing the families tears mixed with the liquor poured
Down on the street for their fallen comrade but afterwards
They’ll light a blunt, get high and act like nothing happen
You’ll be buried and devoured under the concrete jungle
As don’t you get it? As the hood isn’t the world or a living
But a disease of ignorance and stupidity eating you away
Feeding on your vocal part of your brain as you talk improper
Seeing people with strange faces by different races because
How I talk, how I carry myself and what I wear in appearance
As I see we have stereotypes but yet we follow them by the book

I can see the vivid but yet vile picture of the world and between
The wars between the race food chain as we have a black president
I still see us at the bottom of the chain as I see as though we ok with that
Do you get it now? Or this is too geeky, too nerdy or too over the top?

Well wake up and smell the discovery of the pure reality of the truth
We are struggling and crawling for some kind of light but get stomp out
Trying to be my best, improve my vocabulary and speech and finally
To succeed in life to get away from all of this black on black hatred,
Young vs. Old, and light vs. dark as the questions continues in my mind
Do you get it? Do you see my thoughts? And do you see my aspects of life?