Day Dreaming Poem by Edgard Canales

Day Dreaming



In school head down day dreaming on my desk
never did school work
but sharp mind so I aced any of the tests.
Of school I could care less
cause in my mind I had a quest
and until I fulfill my dreams
I can't lift the pressure off my chest.
I'm searching for success
a teen but my life was such a mess
seen some things
that only to God I could confess,
just to him I can express
the suffering and pain I have suppressed.

Getting payed from the crack epidemic in my hood
teens serving fiends we doing what we could.
I had a Mind of a maniac it was understood,
the streets they had me hooked.
Far from petty crooks,
clicked up with Negro
and we fighting others off of dirty looks.
Up and down on foot
so we added Chris
and had everybody shook.

It was Gabo, Bori, John, and Jorge, before he was know as Tally
taught us all to get the splaks off of any alley
Sadly
Death is near but I'm putting up a fight,
I barely ever had any time to write
pushing back my silly dreams of blowing up the mic,
instead to T.G.K. I shot a kite
cause Chris is facing life
And My baby on the way
to be a man I gotta do what's right.
Adolescent parents but she was more mature
cut from the root, our love would not unfurl
she knew my life of crime will eventually hurt our little girl.

Catching up to me I had to do a bid
it was longest, at the time I had ever did
But I didn't write, I just got big.
My life,
it gave me writer's block
Always running from the crooked cops
cause in my socks I have a stash of rocks.

Came out
got a job
and
Got a second chance
met a white girl with green eyes
who's glance had me in a trance.
This happened for awhile
I violated my probation
little did I know soon I'd have a another child.
Too late cause now I'm off to prison
mamma mad
saying boy you never listen.
From both my daughter's life I'm missing
sitting by the window praying for a visit.

This time I got serious in my writing
when I grabbed the pen and pad
it was like a fire in my soul I was igniting,
and everyone who read it said my stories were much more than just exciting.
So I jotted all the struggles and the fighting
even confessed how I'm scared of thunder storms & lighting.


My darkest secrets and my deepest thoughts
step by step I explained how I would reach the very top
so I was shocked
when I got the news I would be deported
my jaw dropped and my heart it hurt it
cause all my dreams and goals had to be aborted.



Life is crazy but I never quit
though I realize I should have slowed down
and not grow up so quick when I was a kid...

Teacher say Mr.Canales get your stuff,
class was over 15 minutes ago
so hurry out before you miss the bus.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dutendra Chamling 23 December 2015

Edgard Canales P! Beautiful!

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