nablopomo: i just want to be successful

a young boy sits on his stoop which overlooks the crowded street. not only crowded with people, and cars but it's crowded with dreams, egos, and faded memories.

images of silver and gold dances in his mind controlled by the buttons he pushes everyday at 5pm... i BET he sees cars, and flashy lights, sneaks fresh and clean bought with money he doesn't know how to work for, and women, beautiful as the day they were born as hoes, dancing along to the music which causes the chains to swing around necks below mouths spitting poisonous philosophies of greed.

that beautiful little boy thinks to himself. i want it all. what all is. he doesn't know, he can barely read or write, but he can jerk his ass of.

and jerk he does, jerks to the beats which fill his head and steals his mind. jerks his arms to take, incapable though of giving back. jerks his mamas heart as his focus goes from the power within to the power in man.

the whole time thinking. i want it all.

the first time i heard this song, i saw that little boy and it made me sad. don't get me wrong i love this song, it gets me hella emotional, and when it comes on the radio i turn it up, but it reminds me to look at my own definitions of success and it encourages me to teach the future what it means to be truly successful.

.kisses.