BEYOND SCARED STRAIGHT

the love is gone
hell is here
i killed a man
what the hell do i care
fear or be feared
is a po-boy's state of mind
they talking electric chair
survival is the crime
i'm ready to die
life ain't what it's cracked up to be
so f*ck the world if God leave it up to me
my death-my problems-no apology
i stand alone
loyal to my self
die alone
fry by my self
mama i'm sorry but i killed a man
all by my self
serpents on tv mixing up the story
so in the mean-time reading plato's allegory
please mama no worries
shed no tears for me
it was just a matter of time
this system should've never ignored me

**********I WAS TOUCHED BY THE STORIES FROM THE SHOW AND I HAD TO WRITE. THIS FIRST ONE WAS FROM THE PERSPECTIVE OF THE YOUNG BOY WHO KILLED A MAN AND WENT HOME TO TELL HIS MOM B4 GETTING LOCKED UP***************

now my son
you have done some wrong
consequences are heavy
but life goes on
time to face facts
you just killed a man
& his mother will never get her son back
now you want to be forgiven
for you immature act
time has no favorites
it can't turn back
your destiny is upon you
the one who calls himself po-boy
but how ironic is that
the man you just killed was po as well
he's dead and you're in this 6 by 9 cell
no bailout
so yell out
what you will
you can return a man goods for stealin'
but it's death to the man that kills
livin' in the land of the lost
feelin' forgotten
i overstand
but you should've talked out the problem
did you really need to take a gun to his head & rob him
the cycle continues
death & destruction is the main course
on tonight's menu
son i wanted better for you
i never wanted you as my celly dude
now i have to watch as you walk the green mile
please forgive him for his sins God
he's only a child

***********THIS IS WHAT THE FATHER HAD TO SAY AFTER HIS SON WAS ARRESTED. HE WAS IN THE SAME CELL AS HIS FATHER FOR A WEEK.*************

living in a city where the theme line
is a thin line between life & death
livin' to die working to death to keep alive
but i guess
killadelphia ain't got room for a po-boy like self
so by any means
even if that means that i have to intervene on someone else's dreams
tomorrow is 2 far in the distance
angels talking but i ain't listenin'
fatherless-friendless-broken dreams-& creamless
so careless & cold hearted i am
daddy i'm sorry but i didn't start this
blame uncle sam-
big brother watchin' but ain't helpin'
contemplating suicide wishin'  i was never born
sleepin' under the close-pin
a livin' contradiction
by the hands of me
Babylon is fallen
in a city of angels & prostitutes
where the liberty bell lives in guilt
but nothing really matters to me

***********THE BOY'S LAST THOUGHTS************