He was known as the roof top poet He was good, but he wouldn’t show it. He wrote about everything on the streets While listening to the Latin beat.
His upbringing inspired him To write about crime and sin. He wrote about street drugs everywhere And ***** needles that they would share.
He played the conga and bongos too This is what he had learned to do. There was not a topic that he would not touch For he loved life much to much.
He wrote about robberies, muggings And ******, prostitution, gambling Corruption and all the rest His talent for street writing made him the best.
But there was a soft side to him That people did not know And where ever children needed him He would go. He was a volunteer in the children s hospital And the orphanages too, which was Something that nobody knew. He would give them love, affection, and laughter Wealth or fame he wasn’t after. He gave them the key elements for the Children to survive, HOPE, LOVE, FAITH With hope in their hearts and faith in GOD There was nothing that they could not do. If to themselves they would be true. Now if we could be such as HE The world would be better for the children you see. HOPE IS THE KEY TO SET YOURSELF FREE