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Confessions of a Street Boss pt.1

Contributed by daylynn_van_wyk on Thursday, 30th July 2009 @ 09:50:58 AM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry

He gazes upon cold streets,
consumed with dope fiends and men with lost dreams.

Dreams stolen by money and drugs,
lifes a drain so many are loosing plugs.

The devil's powder producing riches for villans,
creating evil opportunities and overloaded prisons.

Society is crumbling under the power of bad men,
and to oppose will result in pain no man can comprehend

yet, he bares immunity to fears of the world's evil,
dodging bullets and shots trying to escape life ending as a dead body sequel.

His driven by anger; anger from friends residing in the cemetary,
friends taken by the harsh jaws of the streets,
murdered by dope fiends hunting for a fix.

He then progresses slowly down the street
and with a rival gang he meets...
gazing at eyes staring fierce
and any attempt of redemption causes days ending in a herse.

He reaches into his pocket withdrawing murderous steal,
sparking war and intensions to kill.

A hood covers his eyes masking his identity,
the gangs bodies turn cold staring at a masked villan so cruetenscious and cold,
with his heart lost to the devil sold.

Sirens raw giving signal to disapear,
soon cops prowl the alley enforcing the law like lions.

The gang escapes,
but his trapped forced to pay tides,
paying for freedom to hustle in the form of bribes.

His free for another day thanks to bad men in good mens clothes,
pimping hustlers and thugs like 20 dollar ho's....
His a useful tool to crooked cops,
running errands and making illegal drops.

Soon years pass as he climbs the social ladder of crime,
hard to sleep due to nightmares of doing is time....

in his possession lie his first key of yayo,
his finally safe for now,
shielded by crooked cops reaping the devil's rewards,
swimming in luxury, cadillacs and fords.

As the money flows he recruits his first crew,
loyal dealers from his old nieghborhood he once knew.

His riches blossom like a poisonous flower,
crazed by money and relenthless power...
his at the highest level of paranoia,
and to thugs and gangstas his an employer.

His sudden rise alerts other bosses,
failing to retaliate will result in losses,
loss of money and respect,
leaving the streets free for enemies to collect.....

Copyright © daylynn_van_wyk ... [ 2009-07-30 09:50:58]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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