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Life In The Ghetto Life in the Ghetto for me was hard. Mother had to go out day and night just to find a good job. Mommy and Daddy fussing every night hoping that one day we will get out of this terrible life. Daddy left momma with 5 kids we didn't have no money at all. all we had was a loaf of bread. We know that the bread will be gone in the morning so no need of letting our loaf of bread spoiling. The rats and mice would come in and out because of that big old hole the landlord wouldn't fix. We all had to sleep in a one room bed cause momma didn't have no money to keep us warm in the winter. We didn't have no iron so we put our clothes under the mattress hoping that one day we would go to school with our clothes all nice and pressed. For Christmas all we had was old used toys that we find in county that the rich boys and girls used. They be all broken up and dirty but we didn't mind long as we had something to play with that will occupy our time. Life in the Ghetto for me was kind of bad. But look at it now it was only the past. |
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The Rules by Alexis [ Alexus9946@aol.com ] The rules have exceptions my life is at your discretion power's not in my possession your guilty but will never make a confession Following me when I walk listening to me when I talk watching me like a hawk Hell, is this South Africa or New York? You watch the trends I set carefully So tomorrow you can do it... but not half as good as me Anger fills your heart my success is salt in your wounds you hate the bronze in my skin but will bake like a pie in Jamaica or Cancun The bitterness in my voice expresses nothing but the truth you disrespect our elders and murder our youth If I don't like what's going on then I need to make the change because when the rules benefit you they will always stay the same |
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Moma: The Original Essence of Beauty by KKnowling To view the gracefulness of your smile, I am overtaken with your charms To embrace the tenderness of your hands, its motions caress my soul To notice the softness of your voice, it soothes my heart To kiss the silky texture of your cheek, it softens my speech The wisdom of your words have never gone unheard The thought of your surrounding love, envelops my aura To realize the strength of your will, awards confidence in my being To witness the shine in your eyes, so to envision the essence of all that is The Truest Original Essence of Beauty |
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