Black there he lay in a hospital bed recovering from two gunshots to the head he is a Blood--a pasadena denver lane (a Blood set) he is registered under an alias name all he can see is black now he makes anyone who enters announce themselves for fear his enemies may come to finish him off he isn't even upset about his condition it is almost a game that he has lost lucky to be alive, his brains were on the sidewalk two assassins hid in the bushes so goes the life of a street gangster he has killed before he has watched a body smoke he tells his stories with pride he has a three-year old daughter who is now his new life all he can see is black now hollow points entered and spread out in his cap (head) fragments still remain kids, this is not a game!!!! all he can see is black now

My Rose my rose my sweet smelling rose how i dream of smelling your natural scent in the morning recognizing it as yours and what is yours is mine my rose how I would love to kiss you to kiss your beckoning lips would be my duty your innocent beauty begins from within a priceless beauty that I have won with my words my precious rose I live for your love only your love can truly fuel me I live to sexually please you what is mine is yours my sweet rose your caring stare often weakens me your caring ways regularly strengthen me my darling rose is there anything else in life but you

What happens when the criminal becomes a victim of crime? Do we cry for him? Or do we say, "That's what you get." What happens when the criminal becomes a victim of crime? Do we shed tears for his sake? Or do we say, "That's what you deserve." That gun totin', blunt smokin' street criminal cries because his family doesn't want him. Those ancient Biblical seeds that were planted in him as a child still remain, but have been unnurtured. The pain in his heart fuels his strength for the challenge of street life. In the streets he has proven himself a strong competitor--a real man. He is deceived by love--the love of his fellow street mates. But they are hurting too--so the love is shallow and will quickly fade. True love is rare, even in the streets. "An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth" is the new law. Is it his fault that he believes in the law? Is the criminal a victim of crime before he becomes a victim of crime? The great Apostle Paul was a certified KILLER before he saw the Light through blindness. Let us try to understand all men--including the criminal. I am not a criminal's defender. I have lived. I am a comprehender of the human mind. All of my tears are real.