Starting out in lower middle class

School was indeed a lesson to learn

Heading straight for the gutter with glee

This underworld was bout to overtake me

Family mourned from frequent disappearances

Even more amazed at unexpected reappearances

Saddened by the gray hue that surrounds me

Promising demise from street living activities

Having no where to turn, or soooo wanting to believe

Retreating back to the calling of streets, that need me

Reasons for attending, was to see if I could past tests

Easily assimilating the randomness and incognito maintenance

Growing steady in bravado from experience and missions

Experimenting with mind alterations from brainwashing

Unable to fully disassociate, my from where, to my here now

Forever standing out in the crowd reluctantly hoping

Nights are full of the life and my love of its movements

Graduating to “high” schooling, learning and refining additions

Trading a crew of minions for supervision of negotiations

Caught up in power plays and police sweeps of conditioning

Bust back down to delivery and brokering agent , steady scheming

Fear is no longer in me now except in reaction from family

Talking out anger while promoting danger in liaisons with enemies

Toting and carrying out deftly but irrespective to rival fraternities

Divinely placed in a position of a go between for good and evil

Choosing but not believing in being an example of poor existence

Perpetual nightfall in disguise, awaiting for this Son to Rise

Love returned and with it light as for now my heart is open

As opposed to nights of cold hearted restless sleeping , one eye open

Grateful to sleep late but peaceful, thankful and on alert for voices

Greeting the truth and promise of another upcoming Sunrise…….