I live in the Jungle

I live in the Jungle

my house IS  NOT cold

these are not BRUISES

i paint my face to fit in with

my environment

there is ALWAYS food to eat

bananas grow

i dont NEED shoes for my feet

i live in the jungle

my clothes are not tattered

THESE ARE LEAVES

the sun kisses my skin

so

I AM loved

i have a friend

salamander is his name

and he plays INNOCENT games

my eyes are not dark

they are shadded by the bush

i run not from FEAR

but only for the rush

I live in the Jungle i live in thejungle i live in the jungle

life is simple

EVERYONE has dirt under there nails

we dont have a care

there ARE other children like me

we sleep on the ground

the preditors are all around

but we still rest

because its NATURAL too

I LIVE IN THE JUNGLE

not in HELL with you

you should tell yourself

like i do 

 

Reviews

[Xeru]

A art most people dont have. To see the positive in a dangerous reality. We are trained to notice whats wrong instead of savoring what is right. Definately a vibe only few can capture and appreciate. Beautiful work

[Kena Dawn Augustine]

Very unique poem, I liked it. A look into a life where it is not lush, but much is given. I love the ending, "i live in the jungle not in Hell with you should tell yourself like i do..." I end many of my poems with that same tone. It's strong, thank you for writing this poem.

[M. View]

great write it is strong with emotion I feel this lines
EVERYONE has dirt under there nails

we dont have a care

there ARE other children like me

we sleep on the ground

the preditors are all around

but we still rest

because its NATURAL too

Great write keep it up!!!