Wednesday, September 16, 2009

I'm from da streets

by JH

I am from da streets
Where resisting to kill
Is an insult to all
I’m from east Oakland
Where da youngstas get hyphy
Drink & smoke until they pass out
I’m from hatred & luv
Good , bad, happy & sad
Of the past & present
I’m from the place
Where fried chicken
Is the most popular food in the family
& soul food comes through the actual soul
I’m from da place called the upper hell
da smell of burning flesh
Is da smell of burning drugs
This is where I’m from
& it’s the truth


Anonymous said...

cool poem

Anonymous said...

that poem go