The Ghetto Child In Me
The ghetto child in me
It’s the ghetto child in me that
makes me not to turn the other
cheek when someone beats
me.
It’s the ghetto child in me that
says beat the hell out of the
person that tries to mess
around with you
It’s where I come from were
thieves are taught a lesson
Where swearing and cussing is
a common act
Where violence is desired and
peace frowned upon
It’s where I was born that
makes me behave the way i do
Read a book and you will be
bewitched
Buy a car and you will be the
talk of the town
It’s the ghetto child in me
That makes me fall in love with
chaos
Which makes me make
Conman and prostitutes the
real heroes of life
Which makes me believe
smoking weed makes you the
ultimate star
It’s the ghetto child in me that
makes me do the things I do.
Which makes me careless and
less appreciative to success
stories
Which makes me believe lies
more than the truth
It is the ghetto child me that
makes me perceive everyone
to be at the same level
It is the ghetto child in me that
brings me momentary peace
sometimes
It’s the ghetto child in me that
makes me survive the wars
amongst my people
I am a ghetto child and no one
can change that.
Written by Tawona Ranganawa
Copyright © Tawona Mzila Ranganawa | Year Posted 2014
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