Dickery

Hickory Dickory Dock

Last night a man got shot

Over a gold chain

The shooter had no brain in his membrane 

or respect for life

A man was ended last night

Hickory dickory dock

Dickery Dickery Dare

He had his hands in the air

wave a gun like you just don't care

A puncture through the heart

to accessorize the clothes he wears

We live in the same city but we can't share

Dickery Dickery Dare

Hippity Hoppity Ho

Blood spurts with just one blow

Blood stains on the girl just he met

Staring up at her facing his death

her number in his wallet dripping red and wet

Hippity Hoppity Ho

Chickory Cherokee Woo

Guess what their teaching in school

how to sing nursery rhymes at three

Instead of who these kids could really be

Have them write their name in cursive one hundred times

over the murder docket sentencing them to two hundred lifes 

These children are bleeding out in the street to nursery rhymes

Chickory Cherokee Woo

Hickory Dickery just won't do.

+_+

Who you are = Who you want to be

In our current state, 

we are who we have become through choice, 

consequence, determination, and desire, 

be it onset or offset. 

In this regard we are always who we want to be. 

Therefore it is important to compare yourself only to yourself. 

Who was yesterday? 

Who am I today? 

Who am I tomorrow? 

Mr. Young

You're a hard hearted little boy

with a harsh and critical attitude

You whip your little yellow tongue

snapping out small, subtle insults

and poison the air

You'd like to think we're not similar

but, brother we are.

Though a canyon separates our cultures

we are bound by nature,

mother fucker.

Frankly, I don't like you much

and that's what I like about you

That you could care less and never more

keeping your nose up

while you look down

You dress as sharply as you speak

and sometimes just as colorfully

But I hear you mostly talk about

"Weak shit" and "rude shit"

and that is you

I heard you bragging about yourself

how you stay away from outer influence

yet you criticize how your brothers live

and offer your best advice

behind their backs (hypocrite)

I appreciate your existence

the gift of lessons you bring

that I was sort-of once like you

except taller, bigger,

and grateful of most things