nieshieka wells


The Ghetto - Poem by nieshieka wells

I want to get out the Ghetto, I want to get out know,
I want to get out the Ghetto, but I don't know how.
I sit in my corner both day and night, about how to survive in
in the Ghetto with out a fight, thinking and wondering what will
the next day bring, will it bring joy or happiness? or only more
sirens?
I want to get out the Ghetto, I want to get out know,
I want to get out the Ghetto, but I don't know how
The Ghetto is no place for a kid like me, growing up in this
rough society, I walk around with less dignity, lack of shame,
so I ask myself, who am I to blame? Do blame me or Do I blame
society?
I want to get out the Ghetto, I want to get out know,
I want to get out the Ghetto, but I don't know how.

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  • Rookie Amber Hayes (11/4/2008 2:53:00 PM)

    hey! ! ! i like yo poem its nice i know how u feel (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 4, 2008



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