Feeling Useless by J. Biggers

A criminal born but captured by fate or coincedence

I wasn't born to give into this

Broke rules to show the world that being ruled

wasn't what made the push and pull

or the fake medallion shine the jewelry isn't mine and it will never be

I was born to wear the streets.

But I got caught up in religion

Mass acceptence of homicide band together and ostricize

never admit you're wrong,

but never take credit for being right

that's not right. But I regain my vision

Held my tongue and listened as the poor and beatened screamed

and bled so red into my dreams