Born to lose

I know, I know.....quit complaining!

 

 

The way that I was brought up in this world is really sad.
I only had my Mama and I didn't have a Dad.
I was mad at the fact.
I figured in the game of life I'd been jacked.
I was backed by the old kids on the block.
So much pain we sniffed paint right out of a tube sock.
We talked about how we all would make it,
but inside we died so we all had to fake it.
"Take it like a man!" but what's a man like?
Does he beat on Moms and abandon little Mike?
So damn poor I didn't think that it was fair.
Moms was tryin' to work and collecting welfare.
I realized this at a very early age.
It's minimum wage or get yourself a twelve gauge.
Ain't that a joke? I'd rather toke up some herb.
I got so drunk I'd be straight to the curb.

I never had a dog, a real home, or a house.
The only pets that I had were a cockroach and a mouse,
in a trap, just like me. I always felt like a reject in society.
So I got smart and took up a life of crime.
I robbed liquor stores and I wrote a little rhyme
about it. Do you doubt it?
Sex, drugs, and money,
I'm definitely all about it. I'm still alive.
I'm not resting in f*****g peace.
It's Mr. Marvin Straight always wanted by the damn Police.
Some homies just couldn't make it.
Suicide was a choice but apparently I didn't take it.
My homie died from a knife in his back.
A few got shot or overdosed on Smack.
More than once has my life been on the line,
but I guess it just wasn't my time.

Out every night coming home so damn high,
I wondered why my Mom would just look at me and cry.
I would lie and say that it was alright,
but I was all bloody from just getting in a street fight.
With some putos that were from across town.
They were caught slippin' and they got a beat down.
The judge said I needed some positive direction,
so it was straight to the department of correction.
Out on the streets it was antennas and chore boy.
I had to be sprung out of my mind just to find joy.
Now I've been clean for almost six years.
No cocaine, no drugs, not even one beer.
Then I found the girl that I thought was the one.
Nine months later she gave birth to my first son.
I fell in love and I learned the first rule.
A fool in love is nothing but a fool.......

Reviews

[Ice QueenJen]

I can relate to much of this, and I did start to take drugs. But I was the one who got pregnant- so my druglife ended before it really began. And you know " Only the good die young" so maybe it just wasn't your time to go. And aren't we all fools at sometime in our lives...... even where love is concerned. Even though this was written a few yrs. back- I am glad I read it finally. Great poem too.

[Ed Hart]

Yes, a fool doesn't stop being a fool just because he falls in love. And the only thing a fool can make is a foolish world. You gotta stop being a fool, and that ain't easy. One morning the lions wake up and the wildebeests are gone. It isn't like the lions did anything wrong; they just don't travel very well...

[Gandré]

well, this world you are describing is strange to me. but I liked the way you were able to speak about such a sad life. I think this could be such a rap song, even I don't understand anything of rap, I just thought for your rhyme is there in every line. and, it worked! I cannot say anything negative: this was a great achievement.

[Mr. Lopez]

I was unable to read your poem because the font size and color made my eyes hurt. LOL but really..send me a read request if you make any changes. I would be happy to read it.
Peace