This is a tale of death and despair.
Open the page if you dare.
About a young man who grew up in the ghetto.
If only he had known,life wouldn't be so mellow.
He grew up in the streets with never enough food to eat.
Robbing and stealing to make his way.
And selling his drugs everyday.
The drugs are robbing him,stealing him blind.
Will he have anymore time?
The clock ticks,while he await's his next fix.
He finds a house that's nice and dark.
This is where he think's I'll make my next mark.
He creeps into the house where the old man is
Never realizing the dog is a creeping.
The animal let's out a big howl.
Then awaken's the old man with a startiling growl.
The darkness engulfs them both.
Will the old man have the strength to cope?
The gun goes off,he turns on the light.
The young man from the ghetto has just had his last fight.
The old man picks up the phone,and cries out a loud moan.
"Please come get him." he said.
"He broke into my home and now he's dead."
So watch it now with the tale I tell.
I think we now it all to well.