We walk
Eyes wary of Predators
That stalk our streets
We admire
The newest tagging
On classroom walls
The teachers drone on
Most of us wonder why we're even here
When life is more exciting as the trigger of a gun
'They' are there in the hallways
Tensed and ready to spring
At the first hint of weakness
Girls walk, open for business
Hoping his touch
Will mean more in the morning
My father and his father before him
Has stumbled upon the path I'm on now
Will I let my children do the same?
Will we ever make it out?
Or will this 'Hood'
Forever be our life today
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very true poem.. I can see the honesty and have to say I think you are talented..