The Cool Game Of The Streets Poem by Donte Trezevant

The Cool Game Of The Streets



The COOL




The Cool is the physical manifestation of History's debt to humanity.

Payback for every user abused and every family torn apart by History

The Cool walks amongst the living as a zombie.

He – that term used lightly, considering The Cool isn't human – reeks of death

An ironic contrast to his polished three-piece-suit appearance.

Searching for his purpose,

The Cool haunts The Streets.

His only possessions are two diamond earrings, a gold chain

And a letter from History's eight-year-old sister.

Despite the long-finished settling of rigor mortis, the sharp sensation of three bullets Constantly causes aching in The Cool.

Only one thought plays in his head like a broken record

'Hustler for death, no heaven for a gangster”





The GAME






An immortal, soulless entity,

The Game scours city blocks and country landscapes with equal menace.

Scheming from morning until night, he changes targets like the wind –

Hustlers, politicians, celebrities, and impressionable youth have all succumbed to his charms.

His most valued accomplice is his wife, The Streets.

Together, this 'Bonnie and Clyde' duo have affected the lives of every man, woman, and child.

The victim closest to their affections, however, was Michael Young History,

A tortured man seeking acceptance through fame and fortune.

Of course, nothing from The Game comes without a price.

Quite convincing, his foolproof method of touching minds is through blunt fingertips.

Through his wire-tapped ears, he’s able to hear the approaching of any enemy.

When not hovering over common society, he lives behind bars, plotting ways to see his son, Heroine,

And secretly conversing with his marital lover, The Streets.

Despite carrying out such heartless actions, The Game does have a blood-pumping system – an amplified system pumping beats through woofer-like veins.



The STREETS




A temptress like none other, The Streets possesses an uncanny knack for seduction and betrayal. An equal opportunity heartbreaker, she exudes an allure irresistible to both men and women. Some have accused her of pedophilia, having lured people into her tangled web at ages as immature as eight years old. The word “love” isn’t in her vocabulary –.although The Game is her admitted soul mate. Yet, The Streets has always felt a peculiarly strong connection with Michael Young History.

Often referred to by her condemners as a 'demon in a dress.'

No stranger to loss, she's tattooed the names of her murdered ex-boyfriends across her breasts.

Her ambitions are clear upon eye contact, with dollar signs in the place of her pupils.

Witnesses to History's slaying reported seeing brown, almost Hennessy-colored tears roll down The Streets.


inspired by -Lupe Fiasco

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