Mo money Mo problems.

Biggie smalls once said.

Life, an art

practiced by many

mastered by a few.

We could go on and on

talking about the stories that've never been told

talking about how they waste our time giving us nickels

I could go on and on,

talking about how ego and anger love to hang out. 

Streams of thoughts reflected on screens of glass

body and spirit in slums

but slums are pots of gold,

 cities burial places.

The cities have us hustling all day

 the heat of financial poverty scorching our peace. 

In this heat, 

the shades of Money trees would suffice,

but just like biggie smalls said, 

"Mo money Mo problems".