Some people say, ' outta site is outta mind'
but what happens when a homie is next in the line?
what happens when you cant see them any more?
and i don't mean like they are hiding under the bed or behind the door.
when that day comes. what will happen then.
because to death, it doesn't matter if your 3 or 110.
every one talks about a happy ending..
when we all know. it is the truth they are bending,
So never think, with life comes happiness.
and with every rite action.. u will be happier,
or that your happy ending will come..
because for some of us..
with our darkness never comes dawn.
R.I.P Derek Dean Rico
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem