Best Sadmoney Poems
The Hell
Hell is not too far from us
Very closer it is to us
Life with out money is a hell
Though he may be honest and noble
his name will not be there
This is the world for wealthy devils
the doors of any temple will open for them
Every dais will wait to garland them
every mike will spelt their name in crowd with proud
Poor’s rags will be seized
to wipe the dust of their cars
Books alone bear the words of justice and fair
Nobility will be found in the heavens only
Cars and palaces will rule this land
Wisdom can’t be here
without the mercy of money lords
Knowledge will serve under fools
as a slave to it’s survival
Affection and love become only words
Lust will be glorified as divine
Hell is there Yes Hell is there
very closer to us it is
Rap.
Mistaken by many,
Left Behind, old storage of our minds.
Used to express,
pain and poverty,
Sleeping, one eye alert, the slum reeks,
Like a wasteland.
Hand on the .44,
No money, No family.Just the thugs and
the ghetto,
the deceased memorys.
Lyrics spoken, poetic geniuses.
Words of wisdom,
An art at its highest.
Explaining,
Informing,
Death hid in the streets.
Crying to mankind, help.
Like all poverty, left to die,
Screams silenced by fear.
Boycott by money media,
I despise, propaganda swallows the
thought of mankind, Killed the rap,
People did not listen, people did not help,
People forgot about them. All to blame,
the ones who judge, stop looking at the
cover, open and read, listen and learn.
now the new generation of rap,
Processed with money,
Lyrics with no meaning,
Girls, money and power.
Why not frowned upon
Why the rich succeed,
But the poor cant be freed.
Sickens me.