Jay Anderson-Taylor Poet Lay

Big City Life Kills

I wake and stare at the people outside my window at night. 

Boy do I love this big city life.

I sometimes ride down to the park on hot summer’s nights. 

Just to watch the hoochie momma’s shaken their thing all night. 

Damn, I love this big city life... 

I hang out with the boyz on the corner at night.

Boy do I love this big city life... 

I did my first ride by the other night. 

Boy do I love this big city life... 

My girl just had my child last Friday night. 

Boy do I love this big city life... 

We celebrated her birth by getting high. 

Then all of a sudden I was the victim of a ride by. 

Now, here I lay in the trauma ward fighting for my life... 

I had now become the latest victim of this big city life.

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