No Options

I cringed as I look to my left and my right

Trying my best to be present and yet out of sight

Remembering what I witnessed, that dreadful night

Trying hard to not make that man’s situation my plight

I sit rocking not sure what to do

I could go to the park and maybe shoot some hoops

 But that’s how they got J.G. he just wasn’t that fast

Went up for a layup that was his last

Or maybe go and walk down the street

Who am I kidding I have to be quick on my feet

For that is how they caught my other friend Pete

Laid out in the ketchup thought he was sleep

Maybe I should just stay right here on this stoop

Nope that’s where they got Antonia sitting eating some soup (she was home sick that day)

Maybe go down to Kesha’s and play a game of cards

Nope wait she’s at the funeral of her cousin, got hit in the yard

Before I could even think about a place to go play

It’s time to go in dag! It’s the end of the day

I wish I could just stay out a lil longer please mom can I stay

“Nope You may get hit by a stray bullet even at 5:47 pm outside isn’t safe

Now come on in and let us go pray

Thank you Lord for allowing us to make it through yet another day”.