by: kilkee on Oct 26, 2007|
The Silence and the Violence
The ghetto violence will not stop and there is little debate,
The funeral TV cameras will soon return on a future date,
Ghetto fatherless sons shot by other ghetto fatherless sons,
Where silence reigns as to who were the gun-toting guilty bums.
The number of unwed mothers on welfare is never made known,
Or the politically correct would jump up and groan,
They come to Toronto from everywhere, all over the globe,
Their fatherless sons will eventually wear their hooded wardrobe.
The idea of getting a husband should not seem so bizarre,
Unless the government supports them like some movie star,
As it pays maintenance, rent, schools, Internet and cell phone fees,
Everything a working husband might do for a life of ease.
Therefore a husband is superfluous and could be a drag,
Unemployed criminal asshole without a pot, inclined to brag,
But the politically correct social workers will ensure,
She will be a lady of leisure and no one will call her poor.
And the more babies she makes, the higher her welfare check,
Make seven or eight for a bigger apartment with a sun deck,
And no one talks to outsiders about what is really going on,
In the ghetto that is one sure way to be quickly dead and gone.
Thursday, October 25, 2007