Wait for it... Dary

My legacy will be a simple one, I once read "happiness can be found in the simplest things" a quote seemingly overlooked in this technological revolution that we are currently living in. With everyone more worried about the newest "tech" or biggest bank account, the world can become a very dark place. We all seem so caught up in this rat race of life that we don't see or choose to ignore the very real problems going on in the world around us on a daily basis. With this being said I would like to serve the world by combating this problem. Now don't get me wrong I will not be protesting technology or the wonderful things it can do for us as a race but instead I will lead by example. While most choose to go through there daily lives not worrying about more than there "inner circle" I will fight for my fellow men and women...not only with the political field I hope to follow but with charitable events as well. Even something as small as free haircuts to the homeless and underprivileged (which i am currently doing) would suffice as long as it was opening the eyes of others. 

"How do we change the world?: One act of random kindness at a time."

When I was growing up in a broken home, I knew what would make me the happiest was being a parent...A Good Parent!. That being said the biggest impression i would like to leave on the world would be through my future children. As we all know children are our future so I would love to play a strong role in molding "our future" in a positive manner, raising my children to not only change the world but change and touch the lives of others as well. Not to say I don't plan on leaving an impression of my own on the way though. I do plan in changing this world in a big way, as previously discussed I just want to open peoples eyes to the fact that if we all worked together the world could truly be "Utopia." If this can not be accomplished through politics I do believe with the right dream and hard work I'm currently putting into my assets, I will change the world for the better.

As for being happy...truly happy I must say money will be a big part of that, not for the material things but being comfortably set. Not having to stress about bills, food, shelter, or even the things I even want. However as Ray Liotta states in Blow "money isn't real George" a quote that couldn't hit closer to home if it was in the batters box. The biggest things that will make me happy are also the simplest. A home that I can call my own, a farm or at least garden to grow my own vegetables and just basically "meditate", a loyal wife but not only that a life partner to share my highs and lows with working together towards a stable life (hard to find, but I have faith), children to share my wisdom with in hopes they can one day build upon that knowledge growing farther than I could ever hope for, and health and happiness for my friends, family and even the people I never get to meet. 

We were meant for primitive lives! Not to say I want this per-say, but look at your own life would you not want to just be... free!? Would it not be amazing to live in a community that worked together or just to be free to do what ever you would like, pursue any goal with no thought of ramification or payment to do so? Would it not be somewhat exciting in a certain light to have no lights, live by candle light, no worries of name brands or the newest "toys", being able to be ones self...there true selves as well as regaining touch with animals around us, nature being your workplace and the world your playground. Skillfully hunting to eat and needing not wanting to work to survive. Truly becoming one with the world around you. Maybe its a fear of the unknown future, or even disappointment in what we have become in our current social state, loosing all connection with ourselves but sometimes I believe this is what I want. This is what we all really want...to be free.

R.est I.n P.rosperity

here lies the artist

his mind to finally rest

the artist might be lost

but art behind he left

in hearts of many and talks of cheer 

his name brings smiles and glee

from the ones he helped to the ones that helped

in times of trials and need

but now goodbye 

is all we have 

yet it never ends

the days we've lost

forever ring

in cheers of beers with friends

the heres to you's

and heres to me's

forever as friend's we shall always be's

the tears the laughs

the firsts and lasts

we all be missed

and cherished

your life goes on

through nightly songs

long after you've perished

One Life To Live Never Ask For A Mulligan

   The majority of Americans, and the world universally wake up morning after morning dreading the work day ahead. The long dragging hours, that food coma that occurs after lunch seemingly guiding you back to your bed, the boss barking orders at you frustrated with his boss alike, low wages that barely get you by, and don't even get me started on the WORK! Sure the first couple weeks during "acclimation period" things were quite easy but now that you know what your doing the pressure kicks in along with responsibility and unless you enjoy what you do well...your stuck in a metaphorical hell, surrounded by a slew of people in the same situation with no way out. After learning these valuable lessons at the first couple jobs I had I knew I wouldn't let myself cur-come to the same fate as the majority of my peers. I would love what I did or do nothing at all. 

   Luckily after evaluating my life I understood what made me tick, what made me want to get out of bed everyday and strive for excellence. For me its not exactly the job as barbering, and construction alike have giving me the same effects, its the instant gratification of building something. Making something out of nothing in a way that only I could. See working with my hands has always been a passion from drawing to building houses I knew that's what would keep me sane in this corporate world we live in. There's just something so gratifying about making something only you can. Other than doing what I love I have always been fortunate enough to work with people that I enjoy being around, never having a problem at work but instead enjoying my time spent discussing, and debating views with all walks of life. 

   Although work is still work I believe it to have to be something you desire to do to be fulfilling. There must be a drive to excel, room to grow, something to keep you from insanity.(doing the same thing over and over again expecting different results) We are all here and gone in a blink of an eye do what you love and do it right the first time.

Cheese cake?

Money on the counter on a count of it keep counting

I'm drowning in sheets bound em

See talented reeks out em

More balanced with each album

I challenge defeat sol-om

My pallet to eat all em

My wallet say keep balling

Not stoppin I'm evolving

I'm popping like grease on em

Brushing up the skills

n grinding like teeth problems

 Einstein mind mix Hawkin and Steve jobs in

y'all just little bitches in real life

 weak problems

Good will hunting we cleaning while We solve em

Acidic how i spit it

Diminish an

de solve em

flip genetics thru telekinetics no gimmicks I

devolve em

they on

we going strong till we off em

But yet they Can't off us

No offers Fuck a settling price

Im kick it the circle like when peddling bikes

(shit)

I'ma Thank God for my squad no award show

yet

But when I do I won't forget

an who I lose

I wont  regret

not a Lane not a step

Not a second in the bottom

In the bottom where we wept

where we lept

took a leap of Faith to rearrange

And play it out like chess

now we making moves ahead of Mr fisher at his best

(Ha)

yes I am  blessed

Like I sneezed while I confess

An I confess

I'm the perfect worded vet

to word it perfect

verses versing

Every person

They be searching on the net

Serve a sermon while I'm burning what they purging in the west

I'm a God given vet

words to worship Every breath you still learning at your best

.you still earning with the sess  

survivor-man here to show em going strong an doing less

Swift been known to keep a hundred every version of the test so pull a card any card even shuffling the deck

n Ill still be on top with a duffle and a check

(Ha)

all i know accelerate 

an generate 

that money money money

At a better rate then head of state

Perpetuate this rain

Saying  feel it in the air

You can see when looking through my eyes the drive of billionaire's

Only light still shining when in sight it  wasn't there

I'm the dream you think of living when you stuck in nightmares

I'm the coach I'm the owner most valuable player

Been a king up on my chair

Since the prince was Bel air

been pimping since pimping

Was a unspoken affair

since the woman made em work

And the men actually cared

but now it's all easier every body greedier

Governments are loving it

decievin ya through media

Precievin the

Same views as slaves use

Used

to Enslave you

I'm looking for a way out 

escape through escape routes

find the limits deny gimmicks and break through!

Peering Through The Crystal

      When all seems hopeless the greatest moments of triumph arise. 

    In the summer of 2015, Michael Colangelo the third a local middle class Medford barber decided to change his life. It all started with a thought, nothing more than a hope for a better life. No plan nor guide just a gut feeling that needed to be acted upon before opportunity had passed.
     Life changed for Michael after graduating barber school, he had always been a "hustler" of sorts but now unlike previous times in his life he had found a niche to channel his "hustlers ambitions." Though most had just saw the short term goals of finding a job, or long term goals of owning a shop, Michael couldn't help but seeing that and much more. After a few years of barbering himself and talking to friends about his ideas, Michael s best friend at the time had been watching how good he had been doing financially and decided to commit to barber school himself. At this point those ideas that once seemed so crazy were soon to become reality. Michael and Patrick wasted no time getting there names out there as much as possible, starting with charity haircuts for the under privileged they began to construct there incredible success story. From there they had numerous senior citizens living centers under contract for weekly trims, were designing custom clippers and t-shirts, sharpening blades for stylist/barbers/and even local chefs, and opening a shop in hopes to build a corporation.... things were begging to look up for the not so dynamic duo. After the first business took off the young entrepreneurs decided to shift there focus to a few new ideas including, renting and renovating homes, a new line of gyms for the average Joe's, an all you can drink buffet (not to practical but sounds sick), along with numerous restaurants and bars the boys of Melrose were feeling unstoppable...the sky was no longer the limit.
    After making his fist million in 2021, Mr. Colangelo then 31 made his big break buying into and becoming VP of a small company specializing in nano technologies, from here it was smooth sailing. Now 41 living in Rome, Mr. Colangelo spends his time making decisions from his villa or yacht with his beautiful wife and two children, truly satisfied with life feeling as if he has found his path.

    Unknown to most Michael Colangelo might not have made his fortune, if not for a trip to Japan in 2019 that changed his life. In the winter of 2019 Michael had been experiencing a plateau of sorts, everything with the barbershops going smooth he somehow felt stifled, he strived for more.. but what. A question he could not find an answer to until a vacation changed his life. On vacation he had been investigating the radiation still leaking in Fukushima when he met Chang Lee a molecular engineer with a dream. A dream to change the world with nano technology to clean up this mess and many others alike...nothing was the same after that day.

   In an unrelated article Mr. Colangelo admits if in another universe his life would be much different. He sees himself as a rapper turned singer winning the hearts of many with his heart warming ballets and rugged gangster rap alike. He would live in a penthouse suite overlooking New York City with his super model girlfriend and her girlfriends. Spending his days writing songs, spending his millions and making guest appearances at global businesses and drinking his nights away. After 10 years living his dreams on the road Mr. Colangelo (Doc Swift) unfortunately got into a fight with a little person, in Texas. After a duel at high noon Doc was no more, missing not taking in account the little mans height his last words were "legends never die" as he was struck and ironically took his last breath. ..As lavish as this life does sound we can be nothing but grateful that his life turned out the way it did.

3 Lefts Make A Right

The world is slowly turning

a fork lay up ahead

the right is full of promise

but I took the left instead

I see the path is dangerous
every step consists of strain
every ending seeming bleak
until the light comes out again
(yes)
the road I walk is lonely
I can only seek the lost
but the road is only lonely
when a path is never crossed

they say life is what you make it
but how much will it cost
I will never lose my ethics
to be credited as boss
(no)
I look ahead again
my vision getting weaker
another year has passed
as the lost becomes the seeker

another fork appears 
the left is all I've known 
I watch the clones of right
as i choose to walk alone

the right was said to prosper
and I'm sure that's what it had
but the left left me a daughter
and a son to call me dad

the left brought me a beauty 
the lady of my life
while the right consists of beauty
in the lady's of the night

many years have passed as I traverse the road I've paved
every hole is just an obstacle of poor mistakes I've made

alas it comes to one 
last fork before the end
once again I take the left 
to back where i began

-

Visions of Future Pasts

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This week I did a vision board to describe my idea future. My ideal future consists of a monkey, I know not the first thing on most people mind but as a child I often pondered how cool it would be to own a monkey. Later in my life while living in Warm Springs VA, I had actually gotten the opportunity to build a cage for a family of monkeys and in the process luckily gotten a lot of time to socialize with them. That with the overall awesomeness of a monkey there was no other option but for it to be first. Next would be the baller house with the butler, private chef, home office and walk in closet full of designer suits, this is a must own. Now to get these things I will need income, this is where a chain of "corporate" barbershops comes in to play (opening early next year) that along with whatever profession I choose to pursue should be more than enough to bring the "bread" home to my trophy wife. Now not in a superficial way but the perfect wife in the sense of a loyal female, with brains, that doesn't mind doing work and looks good doing it....(great white buffalo) On my off time I would like to explore the world, rich or poor I see it good to not get trapped in one place but instead explore till I find the place I would truly like to call home. Lastly my biggest dream would be to one day change the world weather something small or large I just want to leave my mark.  

 

Eye See

 



I see

material things become all that I care

when material things are all that I  spare

A wife true beauty a queen of my heart

A son or a daughter with my passion for art

a home of my own a castle my throne

with a closet of polo and Gucci cologne

the fastest of cars with chauffer's to drive em

A studio of musicians with labels to sign em

A business a job and career on the side

no time for sleep when feeling alive

I see

change when I can maybe small or enormous

from aps on your phone to lamas in orbit

from changing the world to changing the lives

of my future children my family myself and my wife's

 

 

 

 

 

Passion of the Mike

Throughout my life there have been many things that I have shown passion for, but I would say the biggest would be music. Throughout the ups and downs of my life, it was the melody that drove my heart, it was rhythm that controlled my soul, the only peace I could find in a world full of distractions. In seventh grade I got published for a poem I wrote for women's rights in the form of Mya Angelo. Wow! if something I had no idea about could get published, what about something I did? From there music seemed to follow my life everywhere I went. Poetry turned into rap, as I embarked on an epic urban underground adventure. After some years, I began to realize maybe I had the wrong dream but was in the right direction. How could I make a career out of music? My true passion. After years of deliberation, I am now currently trying to make my dreams come true, by producing local artists learning the ins and outs of the industry, and trying to make a name for myself in hopes of one day being a big as puff daddy himself.

I also have an uncommonly large infatuation with barbering. From simple fades, to portrait designs in people's head's I strive to be the best. I love everything about it, from something as simple as the sound of the clippers heating up in the morning, to he smell of the barber side (sanitizing product) we use to clean those very clippers every day. This is my passion. I never knew barbering was something that I would enjoy, but it was love at first line. As much as I want to be the best, my main goal in this industry, is to make enough money and clientele to open up my own shop within the year... And  will do this.

With barbering and music alike, I intend to touch people's hearts, and make an impact on their lives. Whether one song, or one haircut at a time. I intend to once a year hold a cut-a-thon for homeless people, foster kids and sick children. But don't get it wrong with my shop itself, I'm only targeting a rich demographic. With music, I'm targeting the masses. My clients strive to make music to get people through tough times and on to better things. The kind of music that makes the hair on your arms stand up. Lyrical masterpieces, put in such a way, not only would your mind be blown, but your speakers as well. The kind of music that helps people, and that's all we do, it help people.

El Musica

Music
is my life

Music
is my wife

Music is my
other half

Without music
I am not right

Without music
I can not write

Right?

Wrong

I can make music with my voice
all night
long (all night long)

It is the day time but this is my
night
song

Rap the night away till my
night's
gone

Then wake up tomorrow, heart beating to the same
life
song

the sounds in the air are the strings that I strum

and the ground beneath my feet is the beat to my
drum

the passion for mike is my passion for the mic

stronger than Mel Gibson's passion for Christ

Jesus
that's a lot

but I'm constantly this

man stuck asking for more like poor Oliver twist

its music that drives me like a high speed chase

to the star I will become tell em
I need space!

on dead dogs ill make it like a Chinese plate

or ill drift off and crash like a Chinese race

BARS

Gratefully Original



 

I seem to tend to take time for granted, it seems as if I let time tick away as I chase the next dollar. And sometimes I forget to slow down and just enjoy living. Our time is mostly consumed with thinking about bills, working to pay bills, anything for a dollar bill. But when you die, you cannot take the money with you. I seem to let all the beautiful scenery, and wonders of the world pass me by, in order to survive. Now I see that time is only what you make it, in reality we make time. Now I live in the moment, and live for this time, not next time.



Now on the other hand there are numberous things I am grateful for...I could name them all but as this list would be too extensive I will only list a few. To start off I am grateful to wake up in my nice bed, in the beautiful country of America. I am grateful for all of my freedoms. I'm grateful to be able to work, and not only that, but work for more than minimum wage. I am blessed with all of these amazing opportunities, as well as the natural abilities that God has given me. My friends and family, who have stood by me, through the best of times and the worst of times. The people who believed in me most, even when I didn't believe in myself. The fact I am a middle class citizen, I say this because I could never imagine how hard it is to live in a third world country, or even go through some of the struggles that I see in this country on a regular basis... There are some truly amazing individuals in this world. Lastly, but definitely not least I am thankful for my health. If I get sick, I could do something as easy as go to the hospital and treat whatever's wrong with me. I can go and get checked up whenever I want, to prevent any future illness, and for that I am most grateful.

Upon further reflection I see sometimes, as in Ferris Bueller's Day Off, "Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once and a while, you could miss it.". I now propose a challenge to myself, a personal homework assignment, if you will. I'm aiming to refrain from using my phone, or any form of social media for the next week. In this I am to experience the world, and all the little things in it that more often than not, go unnoticed. Within the timeframe, I see myself bonding with my natural self, and hopefully restoring my faith in humanity.  I encourage you to try this as well.

Haiku? I do!

Cool breeze and hot rays

Spring showers on summer days

Everything is good

 

Money In The Bank

My whole family is fed

Food on the table

 

Seed in the garden

It grows until it blossoms

A star is now born

 

god is my shepherd

and Jesus is my savior 

I will make them proud

 

Art in every minute

I can not afford to waste

seconds on the clock

 

The land of the free

The home of the hamburger

diabetes kills

 

Who really killed Pac

was it Puffy and Biggie?

Pac is still alive!?

 

 

Fear and Loathing in Massachusetts

 

Fear. One of those things that seems to only be there to test ones character. Whether it be fear of change, conflict, or even something as small as a spider, overcoming that fear is what makes you or well.... breaks you. I once read that "fear comes from uncertainty" now let that resonate for a moment. If you look back on your own fears I'm sure in one way or another this quote holds truth, I mean maybe not the spider (there just scary looking) but real fear is commonly just caused by clouded thoughts of the unknown. A moment where you knew it was a good idea but the fear of failure held you back from accomplishing your goal. To this all I can say is man up!.

 

 

Now I'm not saying have no fear, fear is an amazing tool when channeled properly but, weighing the consequence for you actions is as well. For instance when riding motor cross a few years back, I noticed that my fear itself was transforming into adrenaline the more I rode. The more terrifying the stunt, the more I was "in the zone" if you will. My senses more aware, more in tune with the bike and its movements, truly one with the moment. Although fear was a great tool then, if I had not overcame my original fear of failure when first learning to ride the bike, I would have never experienced the amazing things I did. In a sense you just have to use it to your advantage and own it.

 

 

Even though I do know how to use my fear, I still seem to have problems overcoming some aspect in my own life. The biggest regret. I just don't want to say I never did it or that I did it wrong for that matter. For example I fear marriage or even commitment, not because of the life I would live, but instead questions like is she the right one? would I have met that one if I wasn't with her? will this even work out? Death is another big one, not death itself but I just don't want to die to early regretting the life I lived,even everyday decisions weigh heavy on my day to day. In my mind every move controls my future no way to overcome this I just move on, go with the flow, and hope I always make the right decisions....or at least learn from the wrong ones.

 

 

 

"Only Thing That I Fear Is God And Weddings"

 

Man in the mirror,

I'm staring at my problems

Nobody around

cause they got up and they got it         

I use it as motivation,

fuel to all this energy

Refuse to let my inner fears

stop me from my destiny

Pen to the paper,

getting to this paper

Headed to the top,

(escalator)

need to get it now never later

Running from my past,

but a dreams what I'm chasing

On the way to make it

(no we ain't never waiting)

see a fork in the road, road full of potholes

Where will I end up?

(Nope)

I do not know

 running through my life

life is just a race

Eyes open, full speed,

Turnin fear into my faith

losing not an option

Blood sweat and tears

are all I've ever known

only thing to interfere

(was the fear)

of becoming like my father an my family

fear turned to courage, poverty prosperity

moments after moments culminating to a clarity

its cheating that I fear when I say the words marry me

only thing left that I fear is the death

before I make it to the top guess I fear regret.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Knowledge speaks Wisdom listens

I find myself entering into a shift in life... Everything I once believed challenged, every path I thought I would once lead left untraveled,  new goals, new ideas, and new hopes. Yet throughout this change I am still torn between dreams and reality. With dreams of change, I dream of a world not worried with greed, and power.Instead a world of peace, and prosperity. A perfect world in which everyman, woman, and child doing there part as an equal, paying for nothing but working for nothing as well. Not working towards power, but instead to accomplish a goal he or she has decided to pursue, jobs chosen out of love not survival. In this world we could accomplish amazing things, traverse the universe, tap into untapped internal resources, even find an answer to that age old question in life "why are we here".

Then steps in reality, the reality that the powers at be would never give up said power in the first place. I mean who can blame them right?. Seems like the "1%" does have a pretty good thing going if I don't say myself, but what if they did. What if one day this world went through a similar shift as in myself, or even your taste buds for instance. Could we handle it?. I believe we not only could, but need to if we plan on continued preservation of our race. No not separate races but the human race as a collective. The moment people open there eyes to not see skin color or cultural and religious differences the world will be a much better place.

It seems as if every person that can help change this however doesn't want too, and who wants to does not have the power to do so. That being said and after much thought and deliberation, I have decided to follow a field in politics. As my late grandfather would say "if you want something done right you do it yourself", and so following these words once so frequently uttered, I embark on my journey. Feeling as if I finally found my calling and if not still eager to see where fate will bring me ...constantly just going with the flow.

The World Around Me

When I stop I notice beauty in simplicity and nature
the song of life whispers but yet most shall never listen
from the wind against the chimes nightly ringing from my neighbors
to the morning dew on blades of grass reflecting sun to glisten

When I stop I notice birds chirping songs instead of racket
the howling hounds of night become quite calming and relaxing
the way the snow falls bellowing over houses turning land from bland
to ice castles and igloos in a winter wonderland

When I stop I notice the world slower and more vibrant
a different sound in everything even slightly heard in silence
an orchestra of universe the song heard through the stars
everything connected moving without sight of pause

When I am in the moment the world becomes mine in mind
I see what once was lost when worried with space and time
slow it down and breath I heard and followed into viewing
the world from different light not stuck in shells of humans

When I am in the moment not worried with taking pictures
my texts my phone my media woman money drugs or liquor
I see the bigger picture I see the world as whole
everything in unison working to achieve a goal!

Human Growth

       -"If it doesn't challenge you, it won't change you."

 

In my short time on this earth I have experienced my share of life changing moments. Some good, some bad. None the less each and

every one of these metaphorical glitches in the game of life have

not only shaped and molded my character but, tested my limits challenging me to grow into the hardworking man I am today.

(Here are some of these moments)


Moment of clarity

While growing up my father was a remarkable man but some where down the line as much as I hated to admit it then, he had become an addict. Bringing me down while in turn digging himself deeper and deeper into a very dark place at the time.(misery loves company) Don't get me wrong growing up he was my hero as well as a very talented man teaching me all he knew about the millions of things he did know but by my 21st birthday that had all changed. From then on I had followed him in everything and never actually had the chance to find my own path but that year I decided I would. A friend and I decided to join the air force, at the time his uncle was in the MEPS department (Military Entrance Processing Station) and said he could get us into a program together, we were in. Seemed as if instantly everything changed we spent longer in the gym, quit smoking , quit drinking , we were even yelling at each other while running to "train"(Must have looked ridiculous). That's when I saw it , everything I would start doing better with my father would try and bring me back saying things like "join the coast guard so we can smuggle cocaine from Bolivia". That being said I still didn't mind, I had a goal and I was going to complete it. Skip 3 months ahead we had grown astray and at this time I was signing up the following morning so my friend and I did what any normal 21 year olds would do ...we went to the bar. After a couple pitchers of bud light we headed back to my house to talk about what was going on with some friends currently enlisted. While pulling up to my house I hear my fathers voice screaming at the top of his lungs at what could only be my grandmother. I proceed to walk in and sure enough there he is screaming in this poor women's face about paying for his room. Well that didn't rub me all to well but calm as I was I try to calm him down and get her upstairs, in the process he swings at me twice. Ducking both blows I move to defend myself when all of a sudden were both on the ground. In a headlock I plead with him to stop "I cant breath!" I scream to no prevail. Before completely blacking out fight or flight kicks in and I just start swinging, all I remember after that is him on the ground and the cops telling me I have to go with them (mind you I called them). Next morning I go to court and low and behold you cant go to the military with an open case and mine would be open for 7 months...great. Well just so happens while walking to the store from court I pass a barber school with a big sign out front reading "student degrees in a fast as 7 months!". If that wasn't a sign I don't know what was I walk in sign up sadly kick my father out of my life and start a new. 3 years later as a licensed barber, soon to be business owner and major I now see I needed that more than I could have ever know.  (although I never see him I have also recently reconciled with my father)

 

A Moment Frozen In Time

Back in 1997 I was living in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. At the time my father had been sent to jail and I was living with my mother and my fathers girlfriend (as weird as it sounds)in a apartment complex we rented out. The time was 8:32 I had just finished up dinner and was laying down with both of them watching Baywatch (also weird I know)as I saw it. Bellowing from under the bedroom door was the blackest, thickest smoke I had ever seen... the house had caught fire!. We tried to open the door but it was to hot we had no idea what to do. Scrambling around the room staying as low as possible to escape the smoke I remembering thinking this is it, were not leaving this house. When all hope seemed lost and the door had actually caught fire a miracle occurred. While walking by a neighbor had heard our screams and seen the smoke, as an ex fire fighter he knew exactly what to do. Out of the nearly burned down door came an ax , and what I thought at the time as nothing but an angel. He then proceeded to grab mini me and lead the two women out of the house safe and unharmed. Apparently a neighbor had fallen asleep while smoking and as we were fine, the house on the other hand was gone. Next thing I know my mothers in jail as well and I'm on the way to live with grandparents I had never met...This time did a lot for me. Not only did I experience how fast everything in life can be taking but even as I child I then understood I had been given a chance to truly live. Even though through my life there's been moments I wasn't taking full advantage of this incredibly complex thing we call life, I still look back at that day as the day my life began a new.(the first time)

Moment Of Self

As a teen I was to say the least mixed up with the wrong crowd. All coming from broken homes my friends and I seemed to always be the kids parents would tell there children to stay away from. In my group it was almost a right of passage to be locked up in a DYS unit (Department of Youth Services) but at the time I was the only person to stay out of trouble...this would change fast. Summer 2005 I was with a friend at the mall when we discovered shop lifting, we took everything in sight and brought home over $1500.00 worth of merchandise that night. We thought we were the best thing since sliced bread (we had even stolen a bunny...a bunny!). So next day we of course went back to try again, big mistake. First store first polo watch my friend picks up in a local sears they pick us up. Two plain closed security guards had saw us come in and recognized us from the previous days footage, it was over we were caught. After a long scolding they decided we had been through enough and they would call our parents instead of the police. We gratefully agreed and waited for the moment of truth. The second our family's brought us out of the store we ran, simultaneously convincing each other it would be better than the punishment. We then proceeded to a girls house we knew down the street that night we slept in her closet(it was huge) while we were "on the run". The next morning we had woken up to a knock on the window, it was a girl I had been talking to at the time and she wanted to drink I eagerly agreed but where?. The girl then proceeded to tell me about an abandon house down the street that her mother was trying to sell, she had stolen the key earlier in the day and assured us we could definitely go there, what could go wrong!?. A few hours later we were there sitting on the stairs to afraid the floor boards would give in we started making drinks. About an hour in we here a loud bang looking down the stairs we were then blinded by what seemed to be the strongest light in the world. From behind the light a voice identified his self as a local officer just as I heard that a chill came down upon me...We weren't going home tonight. From there I went through a long list of bookings and court until My friend and I were finally moved to the right of passage we had been waiting for DYS.
Since we had know each other they split us in two, he went to the regular unit and I went to the committed unit.(basically minimum security to max). Walking in I have never been more afraid in my life, these were people who have been here for 5 plus years and I did not fit in. The first week I didn't leave my room just slept and reflected on my idiotic decisions, revaluating my current choice of friends. After the first week it became normal-ish, just had to keep on my toes aware of the primal attitude of these already immature children was a deadly mix. By the third week we started school, in this class taught by an ex Harvard professor I realized my potential. At the time I had started class the syllabus had called for a practice sat test so even at a 6th grade reading level I took it. A day later I got called into the teachers section, walking over with the guard I didn't know what to think...was I once again in trouble.. what did I do? The second I walked in the professor and my parents greeted me with open arms. Confused with the situation at hand I stood puzzled until the professor spoke. He then persisted to tell me I had gotten the best score in class and that I had no reason to be there.. I agreed. Although the professor couldn't get me sent home he then proceeded to pull some strings to get me put into a residential program where I could as he said "go back to school and uncover my true potential". This moment was very important to me for many reasons, not only showing me were the path I was leading would bring me to but also what life I could lead if I applied myself. Although I did not do well in high school there after, I did then gain the confidence and drive I needed for finishing my last degree as well as the next.

(this week my poem is a rap/poem about what angers me since I loved every job I've had)

 

Truth For Truth?

 

 



Who is mike if not a Rebel in this shadow of clones
N What is life When even devils in most hallow of homes
So I'm just fighting
but its like I'm in this battle alone
Cuz no one even wanna listens rather chat on your phone
(its like)
am I the only one trying to find my holy trinity
yet every girl thats into me
So crazy that Im literally
Ducking double agents metaphysically
Watching how there ora change its like it happen instantly
(its like it happen instantly)
Friends turn to enemy's and happiness to misery
But I will always be the one Son of the liberty
Fighting for the little man
 the middle man
the poor sap
working two jobs yet still can even afford that
Apartment in the complex Food for his baby another
bill up in the mailbox From his baby's mother
Or the beating mothers
Too scared to leave there lovers
he's a good man till he drinks
(He needs another)
and the grieving mother
Looking down on her only child
only Wish in the world!
is her little girl could only smile (Damn)
damn what really f##ks with me
is the same kids dying are as young as me
With hopes and dreams of a world that might change
It could all just be a lost gone within a spiked vein
loaded gun fatal fall or even car collision
So i deaded fear
I up n started living
Captain Mark the mission
Take the world n twist it
Overtake the masses faster than a fad I go
Hand and hand with money But compatible with classical
So straight bars or facts either way it doesn't matter No
ill be flashing on these posers like we snapping at a fashion show
(whoa)
So I don't have prove that ( nah)
I just go an Improve that  (ha)
(went from)
big b fitted to a black and gold bruins snap
Mr fantastic holding storms Where the moons black
The thing is its visible to see that dr. dooms back
in a world full of a villain's maybe dooms
where the truths at.