IN THE JUNGLE

IN THE JUNGLE

The structure shows the content

Each day lived as it comes

The trill is in the jammed room

Face-to-face it’s named

Small space with many folks

To hide not to rest

From uncertainty from the street

The fun is in the block

When cops come picking the dudes

The lucky escaped the raid

Reinforced to perfect strategy

Of living live without fear

Desperation is a result of frustration

No hope of luxury in sight

It’s one family in jungle

Ready to die for one another

Cover holes in need

Rape and brawl,the free shows

Just look but don’t tell

The defender himself a crook

Comparing bid to decide bail

The higher goes

The lower held

Spirit dictates his belief

Death a way to live

Finding trouble bestows title

Of ALAGIDI the master of the strong

A jungle woman is unsettled

Till hubby knocks door by twelve

In the street that doesn’t sleep

Unremorseful at any point

Keeping house is her job

Running street is his duty

Crossing boundary is invitation

To heavy punching and battery