The Streets Poem by raymond letsitsa

The earth was void at first
And later gave birth
To murderous children
Hugging a pole in a bar is not
proof enough for being molested
by an aborted fetus
The truth hurts but sets
you free
Lies bring smiles and can
tenderly bind like demons
At night you get bewitched
through a dream in these
cold streets
A neighbor's laugh may
not be intended
so laugh with caution,
They cover your spirits
with adulterous hands,
You meet with disaster
And a number of opportunistic hosts
Clothe the hungry
and receive a blessing
Get raped by a group of thugs
Because they thought you're a disgrace
This world is not so kind
Many on it like a madman have lost their mind
Life still prepares your godly body for mourning
Live dead and wake up alive the next morning
Government schemes deprive policemen of their lies.
Smile like a dead goat
whenever one of my brethren dies,
Seeing us crippled in thought like invalid minds
is as painful as giving birth
Why not let the mammoth giants of parliament leave earth
Lies can fry you perfectly like grilled beef in a pan of deceit
Once wise like the proverbs but now
learned in acknowledging defeat
Life cheats us of our
glory
Ripping us off like a fraudulent street monger,
leaving our souls bloody
Just observe the
folly of your judgments within
Just for a moment
live outside
your skin
Commit yourself
to success like sin
Sympathize not
with that you can't redeem from poverty
The state of intolerance
is now at large like
a fat lady
We won't live like rebels and cover up that nonsense, sadly
Watch nurses kill
your patience and resurrect you from a
mental tomb
Man was once in a state
of bliss, before he
was carried by the womb