Poetry Piled Up

Written by: Travis Lone Hill

I am a native criminal artistic creative poet/
against all odds a convict of christ in society, I must not stay below it/ 
This is my time 2 shine people, da tattooed face over society I must out grow it/
 I show no love for those who show none for me/
 I just most recently been incarcerated so my objective is 2 remain free/
 But it hard for a mutha ****in strrugglin addict half breed/ 
I struggle wit my own DUALITY, because my whole life revolves around 2 BE OR NOT 2 BE/ Im a educated Hustler starting back from scratch once again/ 
**** my families help especially my soul called friendz/
 Prison I want to say NEVER AGAIN/ But Still Im a self made huslter/
 Still a type 2 give a **** mutha ****er/ 
I show respect and loyalty I live by the Code, I keep my eyes open, ears alert and mouth shut/
 I gots to give a ****/
 same thing everyday is where im stuck/ 
I live by the code of silence/A man of peace so its a last resort to violence/ 
this my poetry now I slowly pile it....