This one comes from one of my journals from 1997

 

Once upon a dream

A silent scream

Fills the inner soul

Agony has taken its toll

On what once was a child

Has grown but hasn’t aged

Twenty five-but still thirteen

A crack house is his home

In his face but not in his veins

Cant put up a fight

If everyone says its right

Gang bang and all the blame

Innocent revenge has driven the insane

Murder and steal for a meal that’s square

Cant survive without talking jive

Be slick or be caught

He’ll be dead before he realizes he’s alive

He’ll be six under

Before the age of thirteen he’s over

Penetration through these walls takes education