Choir Boys

Brother

Switchblade

Crew cut

Dope shades

Zip gun

Flank me

On the street

Know the speak

Walk the talk

Around the chalk outline

Feel the Heat

Baring down

Belly clubs

And blare horns sound

Gritting teeth

Sealed lips now

Handcuffs biting flesh

You go downtown

Locked in the cell of your life

Thinking that there’s no way out

Suckled in the brutal nest

Right and wrong are reeking

With the same stench now

Forced to sing

Church bells ring

Voiced on the wings

Of a boys choir

Falsetto notes

Choking on smokes

Breathing the coals of their hell fire

Soon you’re back on the street

Boombox pound

Blood and bruise

You feel the beat

In your heart winding down

All hope

We hide in the shadows

They kill in the light of day

Without fear

On the take

The law seems but a power grab

To shield thug’s foul

Rape

Angels scream

Flapping wings

Shaking the heavens to move now

Locust as smoke

Rising uncloaked

Sharpening sickles to reap down

Round and round and round

We go