Ghetto life,
Ghetto pain,
Ghetto dreams;
The vision is still in progress.
Of challenges,
Towns of sorrow;
But life still moves on.
Mission in progress,
Heart of love;
This is the message to the Big People.
Earth, Wind and Fire!
Earth, Roots and Water! !
This is a message to the Small People;
Like, the thirty pieces of gold.
From man to woman,
From woman to baby,
Thirty pieces of silver;
Time will surely tell one day but,
Time is still longer than a rope.
Moving on,
Life is like thirty pieces of bronze;
So, don't let the glasses fool you.
Just one size,
Just one wear,
Just one move,
Just one time,
Just one shot,
Time will surely tellone day.
Ghetto life,
Ghetto people;
Time will tell.
Ghetto life, Ghetto pain, Ghetto dreams; The vision is still in progress. Of challenges, Towns of sorrow; But life still moves on. Mission in progress, Heart of love; This is the message to the Big People. - - - - - - - - -A great write.What faith in the elements of life! Time will surely tell.To my favorite list.
'Time will surely tell one day' - you are absolutely right, time will tell one day! Nice poem.
vision in progress mission in progress ...insightful piece on the days of lives
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Pains from the Ghetto! ! Thanks for your comment on my poem. Stay blessed always.