Boy from the Hood

I loved him for good
Even though he was from the hood
Who knew I could?
I never asked around if I should
His absence would I never withstood

He elevated my mood
To my soul his words were food
Why he left I never understood
But from where I stood,
My intentions he misunderstood

Now all I do is brood
But I ask my heart to pump blood
To sustain our livelihood
Try to enjoy my womanhood
And live life for all its goode
              ~faynosh~