Infamous is the wish of the child turned soldier--
and in the graces of concrete he breeds his saga,
tenement highs, the disciple of false becomings,
what once was to be cursed now to be idolized.
Stray the breed...
If for once the young man were to open his eyes,
to fallacies of destitution and retribution, he may
amidst the ingrate twilight seed--find his way.
Until then another enlisted into ranks of warriors.
Slay the greed...
Wishful thinking turned instant gratification,
and for the last time the good heart bleeds--
ready to submit to grime and grit to meet ends,
emotional hemophiliac, descendant of false fate.
Soon to bleed...
Chalk whispers of black tar and whiskey sours,
the high overwhelming the reality, the clean slate,
nonexistent to the easily decieved--and so at last,
the essence of youth extinguished by steel and powder.
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