Ghetto Life Poem by joshua madiba

We grew when we were kids. we had nothing to feed on. I and Em hurtling on the hood. itwas harsh i took on dope. keeping the liquor in my room. I couldn't take to the roof. cause i was below the rim. And God ain't on my side. And all people left us. cause we was poor. And rin.All we had is grand mama. Who kept a smile on our face. though we had nothing by then. she was still on our side. ghetto life is hard, but we got hope of a better day.