Ghetto Mentality

Within these walls Deep down in the hearts of these slums Underneath all the poverty Beyond the misery and turbulence Past all the the violence and insecurity Deep deep down these slums lays a treasure A treasure worth pursuing A treasure finely wrapped in fine linen One that can be the remedy to our misery One that can terminate the poverty But unfortunately Only a few can realize it The finest Artists and rappers Talented footballers Those skilled in graphics Best known DJ's Excellent actors and actresses And many more All these add up to its population But it is sad how all these goes to waste Poverty forcefully drugs us to look for easier ways to feed Corruption is so selfish that it never allow us room to exploit our talents Drugs champions all when it takes the best part of these gifted minds And all that is left Are screwed up lives, disturbed minds and blurred futures The treasure keeps being covered up at the expense of our incapability And am left to wonder For how much longer will these keep going on? When will the chain ever break? When will we ever find something to smile about? When will the treasure ever be uncovered? When will we rise beyond our mediocrity? When will go to bed not worrying about what tomorrow will be like? Until then, we do what we know how to do best Love those dear to us warmly Stick together in brotherly affection, embracing each others joys and sorrow Share the bread with the lesser fortunate Use laughter: the best medicine to cure our ailments Crack jokes to give our empty bellies a cold shoulder Although uncertain of whether our dreams will be realized, We hold on to our candles Awaiting a brighter dawn. Peace.