I grew up in adversity, the projects
My mom subverted the project
Ended up a university graduate
Immersed me in diversity
So on the outskirts of the city
In the white world, I was an anomaly
Neo, unfurling plans to conquer the
Matrix of machines called suburbia
Make it out clean using these verses I
Write so my imagination takes flight
Image of a struggle in my life
Kept me humble as I stumbled like
An earthquake, my faults slip me up
My arrogance strikes me like
An arrow against my life
Hitting me straight in my heart, tough
Lesson to learn but I
Kept, kept on, opened my third eye
Perceived the danger ahead
Gave me the range to plan ahead
From the streets where I slept
Homeless, I learned to home in
Never wept, just dreamt of being best
In my field in a world that's filled
With red pills of truth filled
With blood, sweat, and tears
Tearing and bludgeoning my ears
Yeah, I can hear it ringing; it blares
Like a sear in the pan
So I'm here hoping it pans out
As I go back out to school
To rack up my tools
For success in a world cruel
But full of opportunity
Even as I'm still on the streets
I keep my peeps filled with what I seek
So I'm never bleak
I keep my peeps steeled
On what I seek
So my future's not bleak


4 thoughts on “Homeless in L.A.

  1. This is amazing work you have here. The realism, truth is a haunting that grabs me. Very impressive. If you don’t mind I would love to feature this on my poetry corner. I will reblogged this post on my site and hopefully others will follow the path to your blog. Again amazing work! You have a new follower!

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    1. Thank you. I very much appreciate the repost. I do my best to give insight to my own struggles in life to at once inspire others and remind myself to keep pressing on through my adversity, even when it seems overwhelming.

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  2. Reblogged this on kgbethlehem and commented:
    Hey everyone! Welcome to another Friday Night Poetry Corner and this week you won’t be disappointed. The name of his poem is called “Homeless in LA” by Lady Lovelace in LA. This poem is–brilliant. See for yourself..


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