Weedz In A Bronx Jungle

Lines.
All kinds.
Ones you snort and stand behind of,
Whether you’re in pain or searching for something divine.
Food for the mind.
Food for the heart whenever agony strikes…

But,
I often wonder what I look for as a writer.
Writing and riding on a high I’m fighting as a lifer.
Sentenced,
An imprisonment within penmanship.
Yet,
I’m happy behind bars that I’m setting into a piece of paper full of messages,
Or cries for help.
Whatever the weather is for the moment…

Maybe,
There is no question to be had.
If I was so sure of myself,
I wouldn’t be mad at the man I’m staring at every morning I wake to a rehab.
From the weed,
Hash,
Scraps of food processing my death even faster the more I eat crap.
But,
I see raps in my mind and understand that it’s all for a purpose.
In every night where I hide behind Life’s curtains.
For certain…

Still.
I end up asking God,
Why make me feel all of this guilt?
Why did you give my sister and nieces bruises through another man’s palm looking to kill?
At the end of my year,
While my family put me at the end of a knife,
Just to make a point so that I can spill,
My defeat,
In the form blood as I’m thrown into the street…

Life isn’t fair.
Mother begging me to sign up for welfare.
Father in his cab making sure he collects his fare.
Yet,
Not a single soul asking me about the dream I’m trying to bring to life,
As I’m stuck in this nightmare…

Oh,
How I miss each day we used to care,
About more than the wear and tears on our Jordan’s,
Whenever our hearts were in despair,
Desperate for a pair of arms to bare anytime you smell loneliness in the air.
That Marijuana smoke we often take a wiff of,
Just to get away from Truth forcing you to pull your hair,
Stomp your feet and swing at everything your scared of.
After all,
As ghetto kids,
From Queens,
Bronx,
Brooklyn,
Staten and manhattan we won’t have it!
We’re hood.
It only makes sense to find a gun grab it!
And pull the trigger on your automatic.
Face static.
Behind bars you rub up on with your hands,
Stiff,
All because you were hell bent to prove a lie to the masses...