She was born and raised in an
Empire of the ghetto
She walks with pride and dignity
She lights up the streets
She is alive and fearless
She the Queen of the ghetto
In the ghetto I'm free to
Express my ways in anyway
Because there are no rules to follow
But only one rule is to bow before the Queen
Danger is her middle name
She was raised and born in, the ghetto
She was born into an empire
For her to rule
She knows the troubles of her people
She knows their struggles
Joy is unity
Ubuntu dies every second
Crime cries more than the cry of a new born baby
Harmony is alive and well
Blacks and colored live together in the ghetto
Pushing the passions and ambitions
The ghetto Queen as their motivational speaker
Respected
Loved and hated equally
Feared but she is fearlessly a leader of man and woman
Living in the world of fire
The game of fire
You must play right or else you get burnt
The unique people
And their unique nature
Violence is alive
Population Is a lot
Poor people in greens
But rich in talents and intelligence
She sees all but never fails
To rule
The ghetto Queen
Many speak and greet differently
In their tsotsi taal
Ekse may ma se Kent Awe
Heita macala Ola
Many may call the ghetto the hood
But I'm black not white so I call my Kasi yah sho
The ghetto Queen is proud to be born and raised in the ghetto
In an empire left by her
Ancestors who once lived and born in the ghetto
Now salute and bow
Some do flakes before the ghetto Queen out of respect
Saying long live the ghetto Queen
And I'm proud to say
I'm the ghetto Queen of soweto
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AFRICA MY PRIDE ( THE DRUMS OF THE GOD'S)
PoetryI want to express my inner African culture And my Traditional ways The drums of the God's Tells the journey to self discovery As I am the the child of Africa I must always remember my roots AFRICA MY PRIDE
