Abandoned By My Own Flesh

You left me…

That was the clogged frozen artery…

I was a child hungry and humble.

Later on I went wild in the jungle.

What else was I to do?

I had to survive…

I got tired of taking hand outs…

The only thing in this world excepting me was!

The warm deadly hugs of the street!

The only thing that bought me comfort was my heat…

The only shelter I had was incomplete!

From vaccent house to vaccent house…

I can remember sleeping on the stairs…

I remember being so hungry that I would cry.

Then I told myself…

Get up!

I’m not going to die!

I started to give those blocks hell!

In order to live well…

It worked for me…

As a 13 year old african American boy…

You can’t get a job…

There were no clothes for a interview.

I was just a alleyway cat trying to fit in with a crowd of heartless cowardly dogs.

The alley cat turned lion and feed his cubs.

At 17….

Still jobless…

No one would hire me with a coupleĀ  felonys…

I still got to eat…

What to do?

What to do?

 

 

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