I was rummaging though some old school paper's of mine from back in 11th grade and I found several poems I wrote for this creative writing class. It is very interesting to read all the old thought's I had as a 17 yr old.
" Corruption"
County lines and welfare checks
Ghetto lands with no respect
Drugs thrown on the city
Billboards demanding alcohol with no pity
Schools that destroy instead of teach
The scandals, the imaginary lines of color race
Insulation, rich away from poor
They want us down underground
Away from view of the bitter corruption of society
Nobody's equal,rich and poor will never mix in the pot we call America
The land of the free with plenty of food and honey
Open your eyes and see reality