DC Gentleman

My name is DeWayne... but call me Mr. Johnson.. its all the same. When I was 10, I played house with all the neighborhood chicks. By 13, basketball was then, and still is my fix.... When I was 21, I tore my ACL and basketball dreams were forced from my mind..... Ive always wanted to turn back the clock, and spend more time in that light thats lime.... But when I got older, I really dove into books... Something I ignored when practicing jump hooks.... My thoughts are intense and sporadic.. ADHD unrestrained they are clouded with past lusts, new dreams and various pains.... My skin is worn from being stretched in various directions.... Im wrapped in an aura of endless joythat grows with optimistic reflection.... I ripped myself from the ideas of what others said I should be... Im not like my father, you cant emulate what you can never see... When I was 27.. I refocused my energy into teaching the past.... Even when I turned 28 I figured my work on this Earth would have to last.... I knew that I had to make a drastic change if I was to fulfill my mission.... I know for sure that leaving DC was instrumental to my vision.... Now living in Texas, home of all these silly Cowboy fans. I am still without a doubt.. a Redskin loving mumbo sauce savoring.. .. DC Gentleman