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Walk Down The Street....

As I walk down the street,
my feet strike the concrete.

Duracells propel
the motordrive of my walkman.

People are walking and talking;
hawkers are stalking.

My volume s on ten;
my mind swims like a dolphin.

The beat is a pool
      and it s deep - so I dive in.

A big splash - and it s Flash .
A whirlpool as the wax spins.

Sound waves bends, and blends,
and condescends.
Filling your cup and won t stop
till you say When .

Your cup runneth over
indulge like Casanova.
Bash in the rhyme
that brings to mind...   A Super Nova.

Remove your shades.
No harm in a glaze.
Brings warmth to your heart
and sets your soul ablaze.

Some call it this call it that
call it "Whack".
Call it the voice of the black
and yeah, I like that.

The bass goes "Boom"
and the snares go "TAp";

The hi-hats sounds like
"tich, tich, tich,...... tich.

It's the beat of the street
and the turns of 'The Wheels of Steel'.
from Brother to Brother -
much has been revealed.

"How you feel", How you deal,
How you kneel and appeal...
to the Creator to make it better
in a world that is so unreal.

Policeman's sheild -
telling you to "Be Still!"
It's ill - but you chill,  
unless you want to be killed.

Didnt' steal, but you peel -
to show that nothing's concealed.
The strive in our life -  
is thicker than oatmeal.

Some look amazed and dazed -
when reading the front page.
Puzzling like a maze;
but, an everyday...   thing for some;
to see someone...   Yeilding a gun;

For work, For Fun;   For some, for none.

"For Goodness Sakes My Son,
    Tell me... What Have You Done?!"


It's cats who have 9 lives.
You have only 1 .
So be finicky.

Stray when trouble comes.

Or if not, get locked in a dungeon.

Now... You've come along -
to run the marathon.
The road is steep,
uphill, and its quite long.
FOR 24-7,... your name is a sad song.
The store's right around the corner.

But, further than Hong Kong.

Another runner,   another number.

Another wonders...   What Happened
to the Joy of past summers.

Oh what a bummer,   now feelin dumber.
Negative thoughts
pound the skull like thunder.

When Did it all Change ?

Please stop the migraine.
A victim of no gain.
Loser of this game.

Feel the pain in my brain;
Am I going insane ?


It's clear skies above
But,.... rain on my windowpane.

And where is my rainbow ?
Where Did My Dreams Go ?!

So Many Woes...   it's coming like stereo.

All around me. Try'in to drown me.
I wanna sail on a sea of tranquility.

But:   Poverty has 'Seized Me' .

AND.....   has 'Squeezed Me' .

The rent takes my money...
and my home takes my diginity.

Drugs is a way out.
or should I say way in?!
Depends on who sellin;
And what fool is payin.

What am I sayin?!

My mind is playin...
tricks on me...
I have eyes... I can see .
That 'dead or in jail'...
is not where I wanna be.

Even worse,...   a threat to humanity.

So much blame...   I place on society.

Sometimes I feel...
  Like Myself
is the enemy (!)

I fight insanity -

  in my reality.

What is this place doing to my mentality?

As I....

Walk Down The Street....

For "MySun " B'Thorough

As requested...   published / uploaded for you.

Happy Birthday, SunShine
    I Love You.
  Daddy   : )

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