my ambitions as a poet

my ambitions as a poet.......helps me relieve from the stress from the streets.....the poems i recite makes you think.....i love to see everyone moved from my sins.......what is shows is that understand something about the world i'm from.......now it's my turn for all to listen to me because.....it's on because i speak the truth and more so i said so pay attention to what i say waiting, anticipating my every move i'll fill you in on this benighted mind of mine cops want to see the great one deceased all because of assumptions that i fit the description of a typical hispanic male and none of it is positive in my state of mine, nobody violates the great one explain why mothers let their kids out in the street of chalk. they are putting hits on politicians, even cops i left the street life a long time ago it was all over at the age 22 for me where is the love? at one time people have asked me why i do what i do didn't answer because not only the disappointment at times, tears running down from many faces at the time, everything remain the same of my attitude and mentality that was in the gutter newsflashes of brothers drowning in their own blood at the time, my mind mentally was full of villains and creeps i used to solve problems with a crew or worse came to worse i knew who i had to go to and get a semi......... i had scars from many wars i encountered we went from brothers and sisters to niggaz and bitches went from nobody to one of the big men from the block back then, for money i would've had your enemies buried if i continued, i would've gone straight to hell for the sins i committed, it was to hard to compare i continue to write and inspire troublesome kids, sinners about me my life to steer them away from the game i always say this is my life, i did what i had to do-this is not for you all i had was misery......always having the urge to seek revenge for the agony the streets gave me for my ignorance i was in a hell locked up in a cell so now, i escape from death making my enemies think i'm dead now i laugh and reflect on why i live the way i did at the time take what i say and dissect to its core get away from the streets, love yourself and live your life i'm going to end it with this question how does it feel to lose your life over something you did as a kid?