Take a ride with me,
Give me your ear, your eyes;
Like stellar days of old,
I will tell no lies.
You see my days weren't complicated,
When the rivers ran red,
It was a bullet or the money,
Family gotta stay fed.
Your silent gestures cannot fathom
What was my everyday,
Like the hardened hollows of my soul,
I took my gun to the park to play.
This was my life
From my chest into these words,
Every link in the chain,
I am tied down by haunted verbs.
Kindle old fires
And set your daily a blaze,
I survived with deep wounds,
To the past I am a slave.
Give me my homiez,
All dead and gone,
Give a sip of that Henny,
I'll drip some on the lawn.
This is me,
Just an old thug,
I'll remember the tombstones,
On bent knee I the marble a hug.
Today I am whipped
Among all the sorrows,
But being a survivor
Give me hope for all the tomorrows.
The westside,
Like a weary night whore,
No coming back, no coming back,
I can't take no more.....
Pick out a casket
And don't remember my name,
Anonymous me,
A Dedpoet who carried the blame.