my ambitions as a poet.......helps me relieve
from the stress from the streets.....the poems i recite
makes you think.....i love to see everyone moved
from my sins.......what is shows
is that understand something about the
world i'm from.......now it's my turn
for all to listen to me because.....it's on
because i speak the truth and more so
i said so
pay attention to what i say
waiting, anticipating my every move
i'll fill you in on this benighted mind of mine
cops want to see the great one deceased
all because of assumptions that i fit the description
of a typical hispanic male and none of it is positive
in my state of mine, nobody violates the great one
explain why mothers let their kids
out in the street of chalk. they are putting
hits on politicians, even cops
i left the street life a long time ago
it was all over at the age 22 for me
where is the love?

at one time
people have asked me why i do what i do
didn't answer because not only the disappointment
at times, tears running down from many faces
at the time, everything remain the same
of my attitude and mentality that was in the gutter
newsflashes of brothers drowning in their own blood
at the time, my mind mentally was full of villains and creeps
i used to solve problems with a crew or worse came to worse
i knew who i had to go to and get a semi.........
i had scars from many wars i encountered

we went from brothers and sisters
to niggaz and bitches
went from nobody
to one of the big men from the block
back then, for money
i would've had your enemies buried
if i continued, i would've gone straight to hell
for the sins i committed, it was to hard to compare
i continue to write and inspire
troublesome kids, sinners about me
my life
to steer them away from the game
i always say
this is my life, i did what i had to do-this is not for you
all i had was misery......always having the urge to seek revenge
for the agony the streets gave me
for my ignorance
i was in a hell
locked up in a cell
so now, i escape from death making my enemies
think i'm dead
now i laugh and reflect on why i live the way i did at the time
take what i say and dissect to its core
get away from the streets, love yourself and live your life
i'm going to end it with this question
how does it feel to lose your life over something you did as a kid?