Street Cries Poet Bio

Street Cries

By Ezar

They got me on intense probation like I am a animal 
So I guess I will eat up wealth like a cannibal
You didn't slow me down you just made me unstoppable 
Development of plans that's more profitable
Making sure my last name stays unforgettable
Judge wanted me to do time but my lawyer stayed on his grind 
Presentance report suggested I was reckless 
Cause I wouldn't bow down like they suggested 
Walking in taking breath test CEO dressed
Again my apologies to the victim of my sin
Lord knows I will never lose control like that again 
But life goes on for strength of the strong so I have to movie on 
Teach my son the ways of a king so he can reach dreams 
See incredible things understand what life really means 
This is for the system that expect me to fold 
Lock me behind bars so my story won't get told 
Iam a son of the most high God over comer of situations no matter how hard 
Write my life in bars third degree scars 
Don't tell me about pain 
Working on cars in Mississippi heat with my pops in the backyard
Class mate committing suicide in the six grade
How else do you expect me to behave 
Tat on my arm for my sister in the grave 
Father died of cancer sorry I missed your last days 
Because of tears I demand to get paid 
Fully focused leaping over delays 
Iam my own boss so I give myself a raise 
Peace

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Al Juman July 18, 2018 at 2:35 AM who is a better teacher than a father? love it my friend

Christopher Flaherty July 9, 2017 at 8:21 PM Loved this Street A brilliant 7 Especially the last stanzas

Debbie Duncan May 15, 2017 at 11:41 PM Fabulous write, My dad died of throat cancer. One of my brothers died of liver cancer Yup teach your kids self-respect & others will respect them too. I wrote a poem about my brother called My Brother Bill. If you care to read :)

Verlecia Fields April 24, 2017 at 1:06 PM the poem made me think of my own family and the things we can't change - the things we have lost - and the ones we've lost to the powers that be p.s Google Translate to here your own powerful words

Gary Bateman April 2, 2017 at 2:34 PM Hello Street, A powerful Bio with real truth to life experiences. A great read!! Best Always, Gary

Tim Smith April 2, 2017 at 10:31 AM Very potent stuff poet...My biggest pleasure is seeing my offspring shine...Teach him well and he will be a better man

Charlie Smith March 31, 2017 at 7:56 PM Great lyric, tough love. Peace be with you Street... Street Cries March 31, 2017 at 11:38 PM Thank you so much

Connie Pachecho March 31, 2017 at 6:37 PM YOURE SO EASY TO READ Street Cries March 31, 2017 at 11:38 PM Thank you so much

Chris Green March 31, 2017 at 4:59 PM It is life's experiences that give depth to the poetic experience. Nice. Street Cries March 31, 2017 at 11:38 PM Thank you so much