Over with dilapidated,
outcast of past,
needless to regret,
over sentimental erosion,
A misdemeanor hangs right above you.
without just cause simply whereof I because.
Safe houses harbor no children, full condos.
In our youth, looking back as we age.
Looking back at how we are now.
Cracking sidewalks close.
The face in the window knows.
There is nothing innocent,
That can compare these children today...
To an innocence that lacks a discipline,
Children did not get yesterday.
I was in a very large room
a former bar now run dry
art books strung across parts
of the counter shelves empty
They are trying to make me go to rehab.
Not for pills, not for any powdery substances.
They are trying to make me go to rehab
For I am in love.
Trying to bring the change
with bleeding silver.
As it is/was, this world.
Old age when there is no wage
Old age when there is no gains
Only suffering and humiliation
When it is in bad circumstances
He was a thug
when he went to prison
when he came out