Damn look at that prostitute flaging down cars

When in middle school she was in class teaching world wars

Im walking to the store, so i walk real slow

Hit the kush couple times get my eyes real low

I dont know, where we goin maybe to self destruction

Think of the ol days conjuction junction, whats yo function?

If they push the button, would that teen at the bus stop be slanging coke

Why dont he feel like he can get a scholarship from hope

Aint no hope for that single mother of 3 dien from aids

Looking at me with sadness in her eyes i dont know what to say

The little kids want to play, pedefiles got them scared

So much drama in the world it stress my head

Not scared, but hell where else can i go

When home is the ghetto

So i walk the block slow

Inhale, Deep breath, yes I can still breathe --- nice punch to the gut style.

Reminded me of Bob Marleys song "So much trouble in the world"...good write...

thank you

I appreciated this, though it brought back some memories. My oldest almost didn't make it. He bought a sawed off, had to go to court..fight to get back and forth to school..now he's a Gunny in the Marines.. you write this with experience..It is deliberate and strong,
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A Bat

With a bat
I played in the yard
with my babies
no protection for their little friend
down the block
a stray bullet
where's Caleb?
can't he come over
member.macamoni and cheez
he loved that
when we moved out
to the country
we went into debt
I'm still there
even though he's gone, dead
my man
In Corn
my kids play baseball
with a bat.

Raine Les 3/11/2009