I Grew up fatherless
Then Metamorphized into something Heartless
Picture the Tin-Man of the Wizard of Oz
Bent out of shape because he wanted to feel love and embrace!!
How thus story begins is in a Cold Case..
The Only father example I had was Jesus, The Son of God
But that didn’t help this young man that stayed in the wild!!
I saw survival ,love and hate and Poets greater than Great Oscar Wilde
Well, as my words soak deep into your pores
Another glimpse of this flick unfolds
The Young women looked for Love
Love in the wrong faces
All what they got in replace
Was deep lust from us
Wrapped in no emotionAnd deep penetration
Was a young nigga in the hood focus
But no Father insight…
The closest love they got was getting praised from pulling out another young girl braids in a fight!!!
The young men were the worse;
Saturday morning was filled with tears.
A another young nigga passenger
In the back of the infamous hearse..
Later on reminiscing on the good times with his legacy tattooed on our Shirts.
“Gone but never Forgotten”
Generational Cursed is how I saw it!!
The streets that took love but never deposit any back!!
Willing to die for this mythical thing that wouldn’t even die for you back
Wood St ,Verdon addition, I have seen many slayings and endless killings
For what you might ask? The hell if I know…
But if the streets keep calling they always went back
And continue falling
Dying for something that’s not their own
A slave to their environment,
A vagabond to TYRANTS (GANGSTA and THUGS)
I SAW my PEOPLE HURTING
Paying for their forefathers blood and innocent murders
Heres a precentage for those who like numbers
97% of fathers in my hood was none existences
But I Turned out better without that man
Modern day Pharisee my Dad;
A man who couldn’t control his fueling hatred of me
Me I was a lost seed
Spitting image of this guy who hated me
Truly I learned how to think like a man and see the forest through the trees
From watching the black enterprise of episodes of “The Cosby’s”