Blade In My Hand.

 

Come on man, you just don't understand.

I need to have a knife displayed in my hand.

If people don't see I am prepared to fight.

I will be the first in the queue of people waiting to die.

It gets me respect on the streets that I run.

It says if you want an easy target, you have picked on the wrong one.

The gang I run with that's my family and identity.

This big new shiny blade gives me my security.

In our worlds attack is always better than defence.

You don't have any time to be sitting on any fence.

In a split decision I might have to choose to live or die.

There would only be one decision if I didn't have this knife.

Too many of my friends are now laying out dead.

That kind of shit fucks with any young person's head.

So, until someone offers me an alternative life.

My best friend will always be this big shiny knife.

Nataiella 2024.