I Urban Harlem-

Urban Harlem ------------- "I Urban Harlem-Pokes up inland outward Like gray/black otters Bumpy spars Cotton skies murky waters Urban scrape building huddles Broken and bundles like a jigsaw puzzle ~ Checker board black and read King me, non rich selfish and poor Looks like a concrete forest Zzz’s for ladders in this jungle floor ~ Urban Harlem-Hazed and high off low esteem Painted structures colors write Wires containing promises and screams Bleeding citizens encased in blight ~ Don’t seen right boxes to the skies Bricks brown and red burnt orange crawling Chocolate melts in-mixed the killing flies Urban scrape building huddles- Harlem ~ Stage the horizon poor improvised Make the pointed bits show up like a burning fire Black shocks of towers of forest trees mountainous building towering scenes Citizens screams in-mixed of police sirens Urban scrape building huddles- Harlem I" Cityscape Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Julia Ward |