Ghetto Citizen 1 Poem by Tee'k Aminu

I am the pampered son of Mother Nature
Who dwells in beauty and abundant riches
Created and affiliated in mind but not
In the real world of mine
That is filled with
Troubles and danger
Greater than that of land mines

Hmmm am not troubled by the wild
As my world is a den of its own
Created to nurture me
From beauty to beast
And my tomb of tomorrow
Is made today for the uncertainty
Of the present

Am hunted and taunted
By my fellows
Living in the paradise
And jewels of the present
As if not;
We breathe not the same air or
The fur of my skin is different.

I dream more than I live
But awake more
Than the hours of the day
Working and hoping
To fall prey to overnight wealth
To end this endless nightmares
That eludes me of insomnia.