In the ghetto

crying-children

It’s like a jungle

all we do is hustle

all we do is struggle

playing a bugle

It’s hard to be single

though we be strangers as we mingle

hoping not to strangle

sharing jokes as we giggle

Food prices be high so we haggle

Perfecting the art so we smuggle

our ears on the police so they wiggle

Nights so cold and our bodies tingle

As we look out for those who seek to burgle

Written and signed with a squiggle!

@smuchendu

 

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4 thoughts on “In the ghetto

  1. I have and wow, the first thing I’ve seen is ‘push me away with anger’… Lovely. The knowledge of knowing someone enjoys your work is out of this world- I’ll be reading more from you.

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