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Wonder If Heaven's Got A Ghetto
WONDER IF HEAVEN'S GOT A GHETTO
Wonder if Heaven's got a ghetto,
Where sinners & saints mellow,
And unite with shinning hallow.
The street glows golden yellow
As we pray more grease to our elbow.
Wonder if Heaven's got a ghetto,
Where a villian turns a hero
And becomes a new fellow.
Wonder if Heaven's got a ghetto
Where sinners & saints mellow.¹°
Death's short notice served it's memo.
The slained welcomes a fellow,
And the stained does same; ditto.
To the golden gate, they trove into.
Seated in a haven above below,
Their faces shines bright like an Albino,
Setting the sanctuary aglow,
Peering through Heaven's window.
Wonder if Heaven's got a ghetto.
The old world detain'd incommunicado,²°
Having being in limbo,
They reminisce their deathblow,
The taste of their cappuccino,
Serenized inside their luxurious limo.
But their life's dips in each Kilo,
Their highs began to feel low
And inexplicably downthrow.
Wonder if Heaven's got a ghetto;
Walking past the road that's narrow,
Swerving past the daunting arrow,³°
Shaded-off the shrouded shadow,
In order to escape the deep shallow.
Wonder if Heaven's got a ghetto??
VICK MANUEL POETRY {VMP}
FORM: Rhymes
Copyright ©? December 2023.
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Victor Immanuel
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