Poverty Analyzed In Hip Hop Music

In these lyrics in which I see

The effects on poverty only turn out to be

A young black man in a penitentiary

Because of taking what he needs

It’s said; the white man won’t let him free

The presidents that used to be

They named them something we fail to see

They say these men represent; rappers, racists, and enslavers too

What do these men mean to you?

Washington, Franklin, Lincoln, and Jackson

Did they cause anything but good actions

For the words they chose, I can’t agree

They see something I wouldn’t dare to see

Why is it that they can’t see?

Those men helped, both you and me

It’s not their fault everyone can’t see

All the things that they could see

It kind of takes to me

But I work to get what I want for me

So that I won’t have to go out and steal

So don’t blame the white man for what happens to you

You have the choice to do what you need to do

The past is the past, I come to my conclusion at last

Work and receive, then buy what you need





By, Xioimara L Ramos

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was also a pice of work i did as a class project. im closer to graduation. thank you ms.Blue.

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The Real World? Wow!

Congrats on graduation, I hope you read the entire library and all the newspapers, watched all the news talk shows, and every issue of Scientific America - The National Geographic - and Poetry Magazine. watched every pbs classic, and bbc.com on world news. Also all the poets and novelists, new and old, and I hope you understand graphs and charts used in economic discussions. Read biographies of great women like Elizabeth I and Eleanor of Aquitaine and them lament how you will never attain their accomplishments. To be truely educated, you must rebel and become uneducated to most of what you know right now (defy the mythology you are locked inside). The world is changing fast and so you must try to keep up. That's the beginning, life 101, it gets better with age, like special vintages of wines or the number of wrinkles and gray hairs you will see in the mirror called your existence - your friend, allets