Keith Jones | Street Poet

Keith-Jones_forwebI’m trying to rebuild the community

In which I will one day die

My hood is your hood

And your hood is mine

Jumping over barricades

Ducking yellow police tape

Tiptoe past white chalk

Fanning gunsmoke out my face

My vision is pigeon-toed no more

We need help down here

Supporting Cali streets

Like we all in New York

Trying to rebuild the community

In which I will one day die

My hood is your hood

And your hood is mine

L.A. got Twin Towers too

Packed with poets like me and you

That’s me you see on the sidelines

Asking questions

Walking infants to safety

Passing out first aid

On a bull horn

Going hoarse

Trying to rebuild the community

In which I will one day die

My hood is your hood

And your hood is mine

Horseback riding the Metro

With the freeway as a lasso

Hog-tied in harmony

From Beverly Hills to Baldwin Park

Encino to East L.A.

It don’t matter where you stay

Love’s gonna get there someday!

 

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