*Ghetto Levity*

So until when?

I hold the pen

But can't write,

Thinking about NOTHING and EVERYTHING all day

Until the day ushers in twilight

Deep in my brain continues that "secret fight"

Throughout the sleepless night

O-my-Jah...here comes another rain

And again I'll be laying cups, plates and pans

At various spots in my semi-dilapidated ghetto

To shield the leaking roof

The more I type these thoughts the more I even feel the pain;

Nothing I touch, smell and or see has a monetary proof

Complete pocket drain

Yep, you can say MONEY is NOT everything

But, SORRY, today MONEY IS EVERYTHING!

If I had the money

Would I have been writing about all these prob?

If I had the money

Wouldn't I have given some manager "bribe" to get a job?

NEVER think I'm sounding funny

Because I don't have money,

It's always a big blow

To every struggling youth in the ghetto,

These are the things we face

But still the facebook ladies give us the blind chase,

It's a REALITY!