"My life has not been a bed roses. I come from the streets and every man is for himself. If I
had to lie, cheat ,or steal I would. I would even cut your throat. But all of that changed
when I met the love of my life. Two years ago those words would have never left my mouth. I thought love was a joke and it was for suckas. I thought it was like kryptonite a dam weakness. How the hell can you be the top dogg in the street if you came down with love?
I was a playa through and through my heart was cold as ice and it would have stayed that way until my baby melted my heart with unconditional love. I tried to push her away because I didn't want to be a lil punk and be all in love. But I fell really hard
and my life has never been the same. I left the street life and the hood. I stopped doing illegal things and got me trade as a auto mechanic and me and baby girl live in the suburbs. We got married had two kids and life is good. My baby girl is a angel sent down from heaven just for me. If wasn't for her I would be in jail or dead. Do I miss the old life? No, I wasn't really living I was a dead man walking".
Alexis Y.
5-20- 16
Garage A Mirage
Is what I am seeing really a mirage?
Or should I clean out my garage
With garbage spread here and there
Yes, it definitely is beyond compare.
Look at garage which is next door
It is something everyone does adore
And I can't even find a piece of soap
Because my garage is beyond all hope.
God gave me my garage as a great gift
Now everything through I have to sift
To find a screw driver or even a wrench
After I had built a brand new bench.
Prayed for a while before I would panic
And took my car to the auto mechanic
After a while I then had started to moan
To fix my car needed to take out a loan.
James Thomas Horn
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