Xmas in the Hood
Brothers gather round and hear
of Xmas in the hood
Ghetto blasters singing out
with TuPac and his brood
Gunshots echo through the night
rapping out a song of death
Winos passed out in the alley
cheap booze frozen on their breath
Patrol cars speeding back and forth
howling sirens in the night
Decorating city streets
are red and blue lights flashing bright
Dealers selling crack on corners
children buying their escape
Young hookers selling to the highest bidder
submitting to their lost souls rape
Where is the cause for celebration
in this ghetto lost forlorn
No wise men bearing gifts from far
who cares that Christ was born
Kevin F. Dustin
