23 YEARS.
PAPER BRIGHT AS EVER
AND WHITE SEEMS TO NEVER MAKE SENSE
LINES ON MY FACE - SIGNS THAT NEVER SMILING TOOK A TOLL
MY YOUTH INTERRUPTED WITH BARS AND JAIL SANDWICHES
SLEEPING ON TRIPLE BUNKBEDS WITH A MATRESS AS THICK AS A FINGERNAIL
I CAME ACROSS A BABY BLUE BLANKET THE OTHER DAY, COLOR OF A FADED SKY
COLOR OF 32 WOMEN TRAPPED IN A ROOM IN ORANGE JUMPSUITS
CONNECT FOUR TOURNAMENTS TURNED CONVICTS INTO A DEATH BATTLE OF WHO GETS THE VANILLA ICE CREAM THIS WEEK
MY BOOKS NEVER HAD ANY MONEY SO I WASHED MY HAIR WITH STALE CHALK SOAP
AND I HID MY BLACK COMB INSIDE MY CARDBOARD PILLOW
SOUNDS OF SKIN CRACKING BETWEEN YOUR KNUCKLES
MUSCLES TURNING NUMB AS FIGHTING MADE US WARRIORS
SHE LOOKED AT ME WRONG
SHE STEPPED ON MY SHOE
SHE GET ON MY NERVES
BITCH
WATCH WHEN I
SEE
HER
FIGHTING MADE US WARRIORS
BUT WHAT WAR WERE WE PREPARING FOR?
TECHNOLOGY MOVING LIKE AN OCEANS TIDE
AND I COULD NEVER SEEM TO CATCH UP WITH THE I-POD GENERATION
I LOVED MY METRO..MATTER FACT MY MOTOROLA PAGER MADE HER NECK TURN
I REMEMBER WHEN THEY CAME OUT WITH COLOR PAGERS
YOU WERE THE SHIT IF YOU HAD CALLER ID
NO.. YOU WERE THE SHIT IF YOU HAD ONE OF THESE:
I LOOK BACK AT 23 YEARS AND WHEN I CROSS THE STREET I WANT THE HORIZON TO MEET ME
AT THE CORNER - LET ME KNOW THESE LINES ARE WORTH IT.