kelvin karani


Ghetto Child - Poem by kelvin karani

To be a ghetto child
Is a challenge few surmount
For many are they who
Succumb to the temptations in the ghettos
Making themselves bedfellows with
The police, or even the other gangs

My childhood makes me no exception
Just the other day I saw a child
Tears on her cheek screaming widely
For the police did all children a favour
Of knowing the sweetness of a teargas

A lesson like that is forgotten not
For the ogres who fart with canisters
Prepare you for the times a head
When you will meet them on the streets
Fighting for your godamn rights
Bargaining for a meaningful existence

In the ghettos I have seen it all
Fathers who sleep during the day
Mothers who are away at night
Murders treated as petty crimes
Yes, I have seen it all

I have seen things flying
Flying toilets, flying canisters
Fling bullets, flying swords
Flying arrows, Flying stones
Anything can fly in the ghettos


Comments about Ghetto Child by kelvin karani

  • Rookie Kelvin Karani (10/24/2012 9:47:00 AM)

    thanks for going through the poem. let me see the great stuff you have yourselves!

    I think the poem needs some editing though. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Tom J. Mariani (4/26/2009 7:42:00 AM)

    Now your talkin'. See my new post 04-25-09 SF Chronicle. Also 'BANG You're Dead.' Let me know what you think. You have written an authentic poem. Good job. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 213 Points Palas Kumar Ray (1/13/2009 6:38:00 AM)

    __________________________________________________________________
    'In the ghettos I have seen it all
    Fathers who sleep during the day
    Mothers who are away at night
    Murders treated as petty crimes
    Yes, I have seen it all'

    FLYING KISSES FOR YOU Kelvin.
    ___________________________________________________________________ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 13, 2009



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