I Wait Among Them

I wait among the violent thugs who only needed hugs
Time fades because instead of love they turned to drugs to make them happy.
Exactly how they came to be isn’t always plain to see.
Him, who’s next to me with the tear dropped eye, claims he took a life,
Perhaps it’s him who’s not alive.
Perhaps deep inside it’s him who lost his life.
Over there in the cushioned chair, He stares with angry glares.
Irate because the life he lived did not give, but insisted he gave.
The chair has become his grave.
There rappin’ in the corner slappin’ on his cornrow, he smiles his golden grill.
Once upon a time they called him Kingpin Will.
All that’s left is a tattoo of hundred dollar bills.
He thought money would make him happy, now he’s here around me.
I wait among these thugs and gangsters who never rose above,
Test fate enough and sure enough, hate becomes your nature.
Wager life and you too could waste your life in this dangerous life among us.
Where hearts grow cold and buried souls lay untold forever.

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A time in prison when reflection was my confession. I learned to understand the meaning of a man. I hope you too can see the need to be free by the wisdom that i wrote.