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Ghetto PIaya's poetry

Tomorrow

Today is filled with anger

Fueled with hidden hate

Scared of being outcast

Afraid of common fate

Today is built on tragedies

Which no one wants to face

Nightmares to humanities

And morally disgraced

Tonight is filled with rage

Violence in the air

Children bred with ruthlessness

Because no one at home cares

Tonight I lay my head down

But the pressures never stops

Gnawing at my sanity

Content when I am dropped

But tomorrow I see change

A chance to build anew

Built on spirit, intent on heart

And ideals based on truth

And tomorrow I wake with second wind

And strong because of pride

To know I fought with all my heart

To keep my dream alive.



The Fear In The Heart Of Man

Against an attacker I will boldly take my stand

Because my heart will show fear for no man

But from a broken heart I run with fright

Scared to be blind in a vulnerable night

I believe this fear is in every man

Some will acknowledge it

Others will fail to understand

There is no fear in a shallow heart

Because shallow hearts don't fall apart

But feeling hearts that truly care

Are fragile to the flow of air

And if I am to be true then I must give my fragile heart

I may recieve great joy or you may return it, ripped apart.



Hopeless Life

I weep for the fallen

I weep for the dead

I heard the Lord calling

But it fills me with dread

My life is one of sin

And Heaven's Gates are barred

I guess I can't get in

This world has left me scarred

And in Heaven there can only be

Absolute Perfection

There's just no place for me

Refused 'cause my profession

Demands that I commit

Countless sinful crimes

But how can I forget

I'll take what's rightly mine.



The Rose

In the heart of the concrete

There was a seed

In the space where the cracks meet

There sprouted leaves

Nobody took care of it

Nobody even cared

No one cared to water it

But all watched how it fared

And astonishment was all there was

When out of that darkness grew

A perfect rose that grew becase

It had something to prove

Nature's laws were there defied

And doubts were laid to rest

It struggled on, refused to die

And passed survival's test.



Freedom

Over the years

I see the prison I built

Through the tears

I feel the pain and always, the guilt.

Life is never easy

But mine was living Hell

My will driven by the greedy

My own prison cell.

This construct of mine

Based on lies and evil deeds

Left me hurt and cryin'

Living by the Devil's creed.

The joy and the light

Were taken out my life

Leaving just the fight

To survive each passing night.

Each day was a dream

Each night a nightmare

Too blind to the screams

Couldn't even care.

My heart had died

And my soul was fading fast

No matter what I tired

I couldn't revive the past.

Then God sent an angel

To help me find the way

Showed me that the pain will

Slowly fade away.

And slowly the heartless

Withdrew from the fight

Emerging from the darkness

To bathe in the light.

And at last after all this time

The healing can now start

No more fighting on the front line

The rebirth of my heart.





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