Heart of a Lion, Skin of an Iguana
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Walking through the halls is young new kid
Oblivious and unaware of the things they did.
In the new experience he knew not what he would find
Grades and being kind were all that were on his mind.
Potent were the cliques with smoking sticks
Evil were the cliques with their scheming and their tricks.
Young, little Bilal just liked to study and play ball
So he did so up through every fall.
Along with the jocks came the remedial slops
part of the cliques with the smoking sticks.
Through watching of the flicks
and the snapping of the picks...
They thought they were cool.
They tried to cajole him
but my values would uphold him
and he would keep my cool.
Cool. A new idea born
Had it come from the horns?
He kept his cool and listened to the wise
but their social status said otherwise.
Trial and Tribulation. Trial and Tribulation.
My mind flooded with confusion.
In the peer pressure he almost lost himself.
Was he studying just for the wealth?
Lost in his motives
and his self-esteem.
He learned a lot, his experiences he noted.
Like the sun, he too would beam.
Eventually he found those with similar endeavors
and one whose love will last forever.
The pressure of peers is as tough as the suction of a leech
but through the heart of a lion, the truth will preach.
Though the Iguana has the tendency to conform,
It is by his own will, the shape he will form.