Shame City Poem by Elle Jay E..

Covered with poverty.
Lock your doors.
Block out the screams.
Clear the floors.
Dont look out the window.
Its just shame.
Dont look at the faces.
They're not the ones to blame.
The city the world forgot.
After the 500 year flood.
The city the world let rot.
Before it was hit by fame.
Forgotten and alone.
In a world all their own.
The city lives on.
With their own little ghetto.
And their own little town.
With their own little pistol.
Be prepared to back down.
It can overpower you.
If you arent used to the flame.
Of the burning concrete.
Under all that shame.
Graffiti on the boxcars.
Cuts on your feet.
Dont look around.
At the boxes on the street.
It all looks demeaning.
But its there you can see.
You dont want to believe it.
But you have to get used to it and dream.
Of better days.
In the city of shame.