POETRY - "Cypher"

A Day in "the Life"...

Cypher

Woke up the other mornin’
Just as day was dawnin’
Stretching and a yawning
Bemoaning what life could be unfolding

These streets are ever molding
Burning my spirit
Like hot water scalding
I never know
What the next corner’s holding

But Striving
I keep growing
Showing my worth
With words always flowing
Just like a cipher
I keep it rolling

Keepin’ it goin’

‘cause
Down these streets
It’s on and poppin’
Movin’ past hustlers and players
with barrels always cocking
this lifestyle
some consider shocking
but I’ll keep playing
‘till I win neva stopping…..
then I’m out…..(echo)




©Aida Correa 2004