Long Poems About City

The lure of nature grows in its absence.  
A lost love hurts more than love delayed.  
Mine I surrendered. Its recapture  
Showed the full spectrum of what was missed.  
   
A country boy, at first by the seashore  
And then entranced by meadows, paths and woods,  
By hills and streams and with all that moved there.  
Even my university abutted  
The Alice in Wonderland river bank.  
   
As a man I embraced the big city.  
Who could make a life and future elsewhere?  
Yet city suburbs are the no man's land,   ...

you'll never get anywhere better    
then new york.    
highest taxes    
and our roads    
are still shit.    
the buildings are run down    
and the homes are all broken.    
poorly done graffiti    
on the faces    
of neglected kids    
from big families.    
   
no one does it like rochester    
sixth most violent city    
in the nation    
and its probably the smallest too.    
i mean just today    
there was a shoot out    
right down the street    
from my uncle's house  ...

Speaking in ghetto ways 
I was born As an unwanted child 
Handed to the streets 
My family was crazy
I mean a scitzo mom a Dad that women beats

Brother selling drugs sister having babies 
Repeating there cycle no way  that would be crazy

I embraced the streets And everything it taught 
Hustling and selling 
Just for food for thought 
Crack houses and feens was all that I knew

I talked that ghetto talk you know what I mean boo
Yo yo yo  it's like this and like that 
Watch me flow 
I'll get up with you next time ight no...