The Ghetto
"The Ghetto"
Have you been to
The ghetto
People know
How to let go
Music playing
People swaying
To another day
In a poor man's paradise
There is no one
That you don't know
Even the hungry
Hobo
You help because
You don't know
When the day comes
You'll knock on his door
Have you been to
The ghetto
Sometimes scary
Sometimes fun
Sometimes you are
On the run
And when the day is done
You're glad
You're not the only one
In the ghetto
Music playing
People swaying
To another day
In a poor man's
Paradise..
04/02/15
D
Copyright © D. C. | Year Posted 2015
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