Ghetto Life

Gritty life in the city, very well told.  I take this as three quick glimpses into the thoughts of three different folks who live in the ghetto.  The first stanza is someone who bears witness to the horror and can only "stutter out" words of protest, or maybe write a poem.  The second stanza's a john with some spare cash.  The third stanza's a kid, pretty fast on the streets.  That's my take on "Ghetto Life" and I could of course be dead wrong.  I enjoyed it in any case.  It's fun to read and sobering to think about.  Great job mysteriouslady!

Thanks Crow! I took a stab at something new...what the hell right. Where I grew up, life could be pretty ugly for some and we were strolling down memory lane today and it just popped in my head so I thought Id share. Thanks for the read and awesome perspective, Crow. Much love to ya.

it's a circular path, every day more devastating. gritty is the word...

Theres more to this life than many know...its a real battle for some people...and then there are the ones that choose to live this way. As always, John its a pleasure to read your comments and an honor you actually read my poems! <3

Your Ghetto sure felt a lot less
dangerous than the one in grew up in,I mean  some hooker sexy n weed?? Uhm where's the problem? lol jk...
It was actually pretty grimy sounding n u did excellent with this! :)

Thanks sweetie. Happy to see you here and for the comment. <3

This write reinforces a political belief of mine, but that is probably far from what you intended. As usual, songs come to mind, including the lyrics of Stevie Wonder, Prince, and "Street Life" by the Crusaders.

Thanks for reading and commenting Jazz. Always an honor to see you read my poems. <3

Great write, Mysterious.. really liked your delivery on this one.. with love, and respect..


Dave

Thanks, Dave. Always love when I read your comments. <3 This one was a lil different than my usual so I thought Id try it.

Well inked lady. When I read this one it has kind of a beat to it. My favorite parts the end it made me smile. ( Hell naw, you never saw me what have you been smoking? You sure it was weed?) You got to make sure that weed is not laced with anything lol

Yes, if you are going to indulge, make sure you know A. it s what it is and B. who you get it from.
And thanks honey, glad you enjoyed it. <3

Miss Lady, my apologies for not reading this before but this piece is stellar considering (in a previous comment) about taking a "stab" at it. . .it's brilliant, and the flow was excellent. . .I think many of us grew up in or around the ghetto life, some more extreme than others, however, the reflection is relatable. . .Enjoyed. . .Devlin;)

Hello and thank you! Seeing you stop by and in my comments is awesome! Im honored by your comment as well! <3
Ghetto life aint for the weak...