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Hero


Hero NOUN heroes (plural noun) 1.a person who is admired or idealized for courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities: I am a hero with a ticket in my hand Every time I look down at it I can not help but to smile for a while but as my patience wears thin I seek for inner strength within my mentees Far away from frenemies and victims of life traveling brings about wonders and joys to heroes That lead heroic lifestyles sometimes even affairs of the heart which causes turmoil to broil an seep within different parts of conflicted lifestyles I packed my suitcase sat on my bed contemplated if traveling was some sort of sadistic way to faint away all the pain and struggle I felt each day Being a hero is hard work Each day I paid a bill With my 20 hours a week job Each month I paid car insurance with my 20 hours a week job that graces me every 2 weeks with 260 Barely enough for me to eat off A hero favorite saying is “If you do not work you do not eat” it is taken from me By the man Entergy Water Cable I work my life away have no time to play so that I can complete school work each and everyday A hero knows true balance I'm blessed to say I got a ticket in my hand Every time I look down at it I can not help but to smile for a while but Tommy could not travel his mom is too sick Off of abuse from his step father who she did not bother to leave so he is now a solemn place in the house to put her mind to ease Heroes are wise when choosing to pick battles Nia is homebound due to her controlling father manipulating her in more than just the common way Everyday she thinks to say what he does at night but his reign of terror keeps her in a dazed freight Some Heroes can not fight gigantic monsters Some imprints linger on the hero's soul and The predator watches as it slumbers away in battle sick of “Daddy coming into her room” Jim found solace on the corner everyone liked the powder the money fast and easy so he keeps his mom bills paid doing work that keeps him busy on the block Selena did to but her body was the drug sold unlike Jim who sold rocks The sadder part is that he work for his pops Selena has no one left and abandoned with two baby sister she deals with the pain by dealing her body away to the man to make rent, Energy, and water Cable is not a luxury she can afford I can't phantom what to do The hood is stuck on me like Deja vu Every corner I turn I'm graced with beggars and fools Used to be Heroes that got abused by the nativity the hood bring So I grabbed my suitcase and picked it up Reached the door to head out I meant it this time without a pout or a shadow of a doubt Heroes must not let circumstance override a born ability to rise I got this ticket in my hand Destination is College It doesn't say what city, state or zip my future came in the mail softly residing in a yellow envelope with a bow I guess that saying “my futures wrapped up in a bow” does me some justice if it was up to my knowledge I'm glad to be in the dark Apart from what my creator has endowed In the hood you often lose sight of what is really good My future is unforeseen My destination is unclear but not obscene My path is focused Because I know I am a hero with a ticket in my hand Overcoming life obstacles That was not quite optical till I realized That not only am I man But a hero who will constantly win
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