Last Thoughts
As he lays on the ground, his very life flows
out on the cold street,
You could hear the tires screeching from a
light blue Saville leaving the crime scene.
The drivers were rival gang members that
up and left.
Lil’ Rome is just lying there gasping for air,
Thinking of his girlfriend, that’s five months
pregnant.
He wanted to be a good man and a good
father.
But he didn't know nothing but the street
life.
As he struggled to breathe, he wanted a
a second chance at life, he wants to make
wrongs right, rebuild the bridges he burned,
go to church, go back to school,get a job,
make an honest woman out of his girl, be
the father that he never had…..
As his thoughts ended, it was too late because
he just breathed his last breath.
*Inspired by the Final Thoughts
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04-25-21
Copyright © Alexis Y. | Year Posted 2021
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