DEAR GHETTO LIFE!!!
Dear Ghetto Life:
There was a time I was swayed by your style and creativeness. You taught me how to dress the part and how to speak your lingo. I sang your songs and learned your dance moves and as far as the opposite sex, I learned how to run game on them too! It took me some time being shy and a fighter of small statue but Jr High-school was prime for a break through. My coaches realized I had potential and the uniform fit me well! Schoolmates looked at me differently and I started to gain some respect and things really heated up when news of a Jamerican (American with Jamaican heritage) had a popping (Popular) house party, where a situation erupted causing 3 sisters to turn against each other (Don't ask) Ghetto living was fine, as long as,
my parents didn't mind or knew the details. I discovered concealing box cutters in my kicks (Sneakers) worked well but messing with girls in the wrong neighborhoods was dangerous. If I made it home sometimes it was because I was tough and street smart, at least that was what I was told before I realized the Ghetto life was a lie!
My Junior year of high-school was the worst experience, especially, the warning of not graduating on time. After my grades fell, I was removed from honor roll and dropped from the varsity baseball and volleyball teams! I was crushed until I gained a whole new form of respect from the delinquents from my neighborhood! My demotion was acceptable and honored...WHAT! I'm wanna you now! This is when I realized, ghetto life ain't for me!
At times living in the ghetto, danger became a way of life, imagine being chased by 20 trouble makers wearing masks with frozen eggs in their hands, just because it was Halloween.(Lesson learned) Then there was another time when trouble stirred in the neighborhood and all I remember, a bicycle was stolen and I fit the profile. Click, click... the gun trigger didn't release and I made it home by the grace and mercy of God...
Ghetto life! Yeah, I see yah, character... I see what yah, after... but I'm still here, so listen to what I have to say to yah!
You told me to get mine and forget everybody else!
You told me to steal what I can't afford!
You told me to hang with a crew and do what they do!
You lied, most of my friends died or went to jail!
You told me sell drugs and get a gun!
You told me to hate the police and snitching was forbidden!
You told me to get revenge on bullies, by any means necessary!
You lied, brothers are against brothers and prisons are increasing!
You told me to lie, to get over my failing grades!
You told me to make a name for myself, to be popular!
You told me to dress like a millionaire even if, I was jobless!
You lied, I almost didn't graduate and droopy jeans came out of prison!
You told me to collect girls like notches on my belt!
You told me girls are inferior and must be handled right, by manipulation if necessary!
You told me to be affectionate without feelings attached!
You lied, women are extraordinary and resilient! and oh yeah! my neighborhood
friend got aids and committed suicide!
You told me to believe in gambling luck & lotto fantasies!
You told me God is not real but hell is in the streets!
You told me happiness is in the success of money & fame!
You lied, when was the last time a homie won anything but a ticket to the penitentiary...
And I have one more thing to say!
Today, I'm bought by the blood of Christ Jesus, I am saved by the TRUTH, the WAY and the LIGHT.
I know my purpose is to share the truth and shed the light and absolutely no more living in fear, no matter what or who is my adversary..
Love is the answer, family stick together, dysfunction is unacceptable and change is necessary.
When a man is in darkness, you never blind a man with a bright light in his face but you can shine the light at his feet so he can see where he is headed and enable him to turn around!
Romans 6:20 (NKJV)
20 For when you were slaves of sin, you were free in regard to righteousness. 21 What fruit did you have then in the things of which you are now ashamed? For the end of those things is death. 22 But now having been set free from sin, and having become slaves of God, you have your fruit to holiness, and the end, everlasting life. 23 For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Ghetto Life! I don't believe your lies anymore!...
Be Blessed and Be a Blessing!
There was a time I was swayed by your style and creativeness. You taught me how to dress the part and how to speak your lingo. I sang your songs and learned your dance moves and as far as the opposite sex, I learned how to run game on them too! It took me some time being shy and a fighter of small statue but Jr High-school was prime for a break through. My coaches realized I had potential and the uniform fit me well! Schoolmates looked at me differently and I started to gain some respect and things really heated up when news of a Jamerican (American with Jamaican heritage) had a popping (Popular) house party, where a situation erupted causing 3 sisters to turn against each other (Don't ask) Ghetto living was fine, as long as,
my parents didn't mind or knew the details. I discovered concealing box cutters in my kicks (Sneakers) worked well but messing with girls in the wrong neighborhoods was dangerous. If I made it home sometimes it was because I was tough and street smart, at least that was what I was told before I realized the Ghetto life was a lie!
My Junior year of high-school was the worst experience, especially, the warning of not graduating on time. After my grades fell, I was removed from honor roll and dropped from the varsity baseball and volleyball teams! I was crushed until I gained a whole new form of respect from the delinquents from my neighborhood! My demotion was acceptable and honored...WHAT! I'm wanna you now! This is when I realized, ghetto life ain't for me!
At times living in the ghetto, danger became a way of life, imagine being chased by 20 trouble makers wearing masks with frozen eggs in their hands, just because it was Halloween.(Lesson learned) Then there was another time when trouble stirred in the neighborhood and all I remember, a bicycle was stolen and I fit the profile. Click, click... the gun trigger didn't release and I made it home by the grace and mercy of God...
Ghetto life! Yeah, I see yah, character... I see what yah, after... but I'm still here, so listen to what I have to say to yah!
You told me to get mine and forget everybody else!
You told me to steal what I can't afford!
You told me to hang with a crew and do what they do!
You lied, most of my friends died or went to jail!
You told me sell drugs and get a gun!
You told me to hate the police and snitching was forbidden!
You told me to get revenge on bullies, by any means necessary!
You lied, brothers are against brothers and prisons are increasing!
You told me to lie, to get over my failing grades!
You told me to make a name for myself, to be popular!
You told me to dress like a millionaire even if, I was jobless!
You lied, I almost didn't graduate and droopy jeans came out of prison!
You told me to collect girls like notches on my belt!
You told me girls are inferior and must be handled right, by manipulation if necessary!
You told me to be affectionate without feelings attached!
You lied, women are extraordinary and resilient! and oh yeah! my neighborhood
friend got aids and committed suicide!
You told me to believe in gambling luck & lotto fantasies!
You told me God is not real but hell is in the streets!
You told me happiness is in the success of money & fame!
You lied, when was the last time a homie won anything but a ticket to the penitentiary...
And I have one more thing to say!
Today, I'm bought by the blood of Christ Jesus, I am saved by the TRUTH, the WAY and the LIGHT.
I know my purpose is to share the truth and shed the light and absolutely no more living in fear, no matter what or who is my adversary..
Love is the answer, family stick together, dysfunction is unacceptable and change is necessary.
When a man is in darkness, you never blind a man with a bright light in his face but you can shine the light at his feet so he can see where he is headed and enable him to turn around!
Romans 6:20 (NKJV)
20 For when you were slaves of sin, you were free in regard to righteousness. 21 What fruit did you have then in the things of which you are now ashamed? For the end of those things is death. 22 But now having been set free from sin, and having become slaves of God, you have your fruit to holiness, and the end, everlasting life. 23 For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Ghetto Life! I don't believe your lies anymore!...
Be Blessed and Be a Blessing!