Ghetto Boys Poem by Kolawole Emmanuel

I shall tell you about ghetto
'For there someone lies hill tomorrow'
In where law and justice abide
And common people with nothing aside

Alas! For there human never rest
And sad memories always would be remember
'When no companion to call us dear'
And no helpful plan we can y-ear or hear

I shall tell you about ghetto
Where many, were born to
'Including those people call reach men'
But no one of them could help main

Come let me tell you about ghetto
'Hope you will understand our woe'
Come you also come' tell them to come
Come and hear the un- told issue name

It is of sorrow and bitter pain
'Which fall on us like a rain'
I know it just a game
Because we won't grew up thesame
Now I hope you will come,
And hear the un- told issue name

Here we sleep and wake
Like a bread on the fire to bake
Thinking of what tomorrow will say
And looking at our leaders ray

We are the ghetto
Who live on a solid wane
Thinking of what tomorrow will bring
We pray not bitter relations song

Here we stay and live
And no one Will help our life
We know our leaders are rich
Alas! It is our money they take to be rich

Here we hope in wane
And always work in pain
For we won't still to eat
Though they take us for there feet

Now we are weak to pray
'If they will help us let them say'
For we are tired of here
And we wish someone could care!

Written and published by
AYORINDE EMMANUEL OLOWOEYO