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Just Talkin'

Livin in my city got me thinkin to myself,
is it possible for me to keep a steady flow of wealth,
cause these streets are full of drama
and these streets are full of death,
got my mind so stressed out and I'm worried bout my health,
I just can't escape the situation that I'm livin,
got me stressed and depressed about the life that I was given,
wish that I was in a different location,
maybe I would be in a blessed situation,
with a better lifestyle and a better occupation,
instead I'm stuck in my own incarceration,
I'm waiting,
need to try and get myself a job,
but it seems like it's easier to rob,
so I just look for a victim on these streets,
keep myself ready and I'm heavy with the heat,
sometimes I can't eat so you know I don't sleep,
and if I can't eat then your family won't eat,
my life is incomplete,
I'm falling to defeat,
it's gettin to the point I can no longer compete,
this ain't the life for me,
what else is there to be,
I need my family so I can live out my destiny!!!

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  • hotchocolate gold member
    December 15, 2008

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    Where have you been hiding? I love this piece about lifes struggles. This is great hon


  • poetryality silver member
    December 12, 2008

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    I heard on a news story that your neighboring state (Illinois) had 43 murders in one weekend this past Summer.

    "my life is incomplete,
    I'm falling to defeat,"

    That's speaking the real! There is a raw edge to these words. Real-life in the hood is what is understood. I wish it didn't have to be this way but I hear gunshots out my window everyday. ~Sigh

    I hope you get right where you are suppose to be my friend. I told a 16 year old black male child last week; "when we kill one black man, we kill the potential of five generations"

    It's sad but so real and surreal. Great poetry my friend.

    Have a Light-filled and Blessed Christmas! ♥



    Much Love & Respect,

    Renee


  • geminiblacc
    September 19, 2008

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    Man, you spoke the universal struggle as far as im concerned. I feel you on so many levels with this one. Keep penning, and I'm going to keep reading. Stay up. P.S. i know i've been gone for awhile but it's nice to read something new from you. Love it.


  • Ms Sexy silver member
    September 19, 2008
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    got some shit on the brain.