Lifelong Trek

I ride perpetually on mass transit

Pass rancid city streets to country fields

Feel my pain through neurons connected to neon lights

Flashing in the distance for morons to see

Be patient I say to myself on this less than peaceful journey

Through thick and thin I quickly spin around

In a maze with no Frankie Beverly

Trying to fend for self no less

No more traveling light I carry the weight of this new world order on my shoulders

Too much sometimes to bear I bear witness of things to come

So I hum a tune, then proceed to beatbox…



Back to reality…oops there goes gravity…pulling me down

Like we accused The Man of doing for eons

But I’m my own man so I plan to rearrange the order of this new world

To include me as an example

Of what it is to struggle yet survive

I ask Gloria Gaynor what it takes and she speaks to me under the virtual disco ball

In this hip hop generation I call attention

Mention that life has its ups and downs

So when I fall, and I will

Get back up and trek until I reach the stars