by Jones Awuah
Friday, February 11, 2011
Rated "PG13" by the Author.
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How Hip-Hop affects the youth
Hip-hop the air that i breathed, the songs I inhaled as my daily bread. O hip-hop, how you took away my innocence, and introduced me to words of profanity and to indulge in promiscuity.
When i felt alone out here on my own, you played the father role, when i was down you gave me songs that expressed how i felt
You have captivated the minds of the youths, not to mention the blood on the hands of the youths
Hip-hop, you said degrading women was the norm
So I did not regard them in any shape or form.
O how your influence has sanction some in into a mental institution. You brought me into the game of which you call hustling, and to be money driven.
You turned my heart cold, i wouldn’t hesitate to take the life of the young or the old.
You saw my vulnerability and took away my liberty
Hip-hop, you came to steal my mind, kill my dreams and destroy my life.
Who can I tell? where did I fail? It's cold and lonely stuck in this jail cell.
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|Reviewed by Connie Faust
|Hi, Jones! Your review got my attention and made me want to see what's happening in your den. I don't have time to concentrate much right now, but I can say this poem was a revelation to me. Thanks for sharing this insight into hip-hop. and thanks for reading my stuff!
|Reviewed by Johnny Duncan
|Nice write on the influences of hip hop. There is still a far greater inquiry, and that is what produced hip hop? I am fearful that it is a product of the world in which we live. Good job. And thanks for stopping by!|
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Interesting indeed dear man..enjoyed ..just keep moving forward ...stay safe and well..Hugsss|