This poem was inspired by some of the background stories of contestants in the BBC series, The RAP Game UK
Surviving with little money
Life really isn’t funny
Raining even when it’s sunny
Don’t wanna run this rat race
No chance of keeping up pace
Falling on my flat face
But this is my turf
Like nowhere on earth
This is MY place
To defend with my life, so I don’t lose face
The smell of death is stale
Living like the alpha male
Every day is up for sale
Dreading when the phone rings
Know I gotta change things
This is what my brain sings
Seeing other people’s tears
When surrounded by their fears
This is what man hears
Sadness from the knife
Affecting someone’s wife
Causing family strife
Yet another day is done
Lost a daughter or a son
Another victim of the gun
My dream escape was through song
Every day I hope I’m wrong
But I fear my day has gone
Even being told your dope
Doesn’t always help you cope
But I ain't giving up the hope
Bad influences to remove
To get back in the groove
Transition is rarely smooth
Find something inside to inspire
To lift the spirit higher
To give and keep the desire
Different life it needs to be
Can I make it, we will see
Change can only come from me
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