Immigrant son
gangster magnetic poet profit prophetic
can you see the tomorrow's world
stand firm before you run out of road
run out of breath or run out of hope
at dawn in the scrub behind a rented home
steady your pulse youth
fight till your last breath knows
you have been taught how to love
in blood soaked sweat soaked broken ways
36 diagrams in the red earth
36 oaths
you are made of earth and rare metal
gold and glass from gods own lung
black boy don’t die young