Little Ghetto Boy
I am in a two man cellwith twenty other men
all charged with crimes
ranging from burglary to murder
the consequences of my actions
begin to hit me hard
prospects of living the rest of my life
behind bars really scares me
this is how it started
I was a misplaced youth
trying hard to fit in
the local gang gave me a task
to rob the local filling station
and get the money to them
this I did with resounding success
but in the process I was careless
left my fingerprints all over the place
was captured on CCTV carrying out this act
in no time the police caught up with me
I tried to get away but they shot me in the thigh
hauled me off to jail
gave me the charge of robbery with violence
for which there is no bail...I suffer in hell
regret fills my thoughts every single day
I am only nineteen yet I waste away
a little ghetto boy...a petty thief
locked up with drug dealers..rapists and killers
why did I do what I did?
all because I wanted to fit in
with my peers and gain their acceptance
this is the sad story
of a little ghetto boy
Poetry by Mike
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Written on 2006-06-29 at 08:00
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