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Poetry 4 The Streets

Poetry 4 The Streets

Written by: Iz Watt
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Welcome to "Poetry 4 the Streets," a powerful podcast hosted by the prolific writer, Iz Watt. Join us as we delve into the raw and unfiltered world of urban poetry, where the asphalt meets the rhythm of the heart and the struggles of the hood find their voice.

In each episode, Iz Watt takes you on a journey through the streets, exploring the complexities of life in the urban landscape through the lens of poetry. With a keen eye for detail and a profound understanding of the human experience, Iz Watt crafts verses that resonate with the heartbeat of the community, capturing the essence of the struggle, resilience, and triumph found within the streets.

"Poetry for the Streets" is not just a podcast; it's a poetic odyssey that navigates the alleys of adversity, painting vivid pictures of life in the hood. Iz Watt's words are a reflection of the untold stories, the silent battles, and the indomitable spirit that defines those who call the streets home.

Whether you're a poetry enthusiast, a seeker of truth, or someone yearning to understand the heartbeat of the streets, this podcast invites you to listen, learn, and connect with the powerful narratives that shape the urban landscape. Join Iz Watt as they use the medium of poetry to shed light on the shadows and amplify the voices of those whose stories often go unheard.

"Poetry 4 the Streets" is not just an exploration of words; it's a testament to the strength, resilience, and beauty found amidst the challenges of the hood. Tune in and let the verses resonate as we navigate the gritty and profound world of urban poetry together.

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Episodes
  • For The Ones We Wish Would Die
    Nov 16 2023

    For the Ones We Wish Would Die






    i bring such pain

    widow’s blood

    i’m the one you wish would die

    under your breath

    switch the channels

    go 2 the blvd and i stand

    take a piss of my brew whose effect is dieing of so crack another one so my pain can smile

    i’m not a stick-up kid

    a fucking hungry nigger who feeds off the insecurities you build up with nice shit

    yes, the one you wish would die

    so what can you say

    that’s not already been said

    what can you do

    that’s not already been done

    you lock me up

    my pain multiplies and multiplies until it bursts and i explode and shoot at a birthday party and make it a wake

    ‘cause the gun was pointed at the one

    you write poetry for sermons over and songs

    how do you write a poem

    for the ones you wish would die

    god waits for the day

    he can wrap his hands around my neck

    my mama could not take the pain of dead memories as she walks me 2 the door

    she cries

    said she has 2 begin now

    2 separate her self from the hatred she helped create i kissed the door as she slammed it

    held her

    like i knew she was holding me on the other side told her i understand

    had 2 make loot

    so i ski masked it

    taped handle

    never spoke 2 my victims killed and took

    took their crumbs and made them into a stale pie that never filled me

    just kept me hungry for more

    the one you wish would die

    standing out in the cold

    as revenge ran up

    and hit me more times than a cop, a perp with bullets that made my blood

    hit the ground like syrup

    so mama remembers me now

    as the pastor jumps around on stage begs god 2 take my soul

    god says no

    he brought me 2 much pain he must burn

    that’s the reason why my mother cries my victims’ tears

    so how do you write a poem for the ones you want 2 die

    do you just look at a blank page

    write a song for the one that killed your moms

    does your paper stay blank like mine could someone

    please tell me

    how do you write a poem

    for the ones we wish would die?







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  • Man in Your Life
    Nov 15 2023
    1 min
  • My Mama Smiles Now
    Nov 14 2023

    My Mama Smiles now

    Because I put a nine to my fathers head
    And Said
    "slap again nigger
       slap again"

    My Mama Smiles Now 

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