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.::: Above Ground


By Mingus Casey



I'm on the run on the roll
fighting every breath for my soul
laid there beside her, loved her a lot
running away giving what I got

got my set of problems sharing around
everyone on the same path
we gotta share this ground
this is for real there ain't no laugh

so with stolen rhythm we quicken
walking the back-roads the ancient alley's,
looking for friends, looking for allies
but running from problems what am I doing

did a few burgs now I'm underground
living in secret at night
scared of the cops scared of the light
just another hustler on the merry go round

yeah well I left her, left her alone
back into the wilds I gotta go
no place I'm running no place called home
I didn't love her just used her so

but never abused her, never hurt
now I'm caught in a puzzle
victim of my own hustle
so the sins of the father

to the tenth generation
gotta quit this game
I'm pacing
around in my cell

my mind I walk with pride
stand tall in the night
back yourself get it right
you know the mistake it's how it goes

ain't gonna stop running
can feel their eyes gunning
walking these streets
to my own beats

the beat of the heart
is a good place to start
there's blood on my hands
there's blood on the walls

this ain't a rap
this is for real
i felt the cold steel
yeah I know the feel

so still on the run
and looking for home
no place I'm going
just out on a roam

so tell me why
why is it that
no matter how I try
it all gets worse

i feel my life is a curse
a broken window the life of a crook
the best living I done
was through the pages of a book

there's a light in my life
a light down the tunnel
longing for days
that might not come

but we got hope
the human ability
that things will get better
that I can be me

honest and calm with no alarm
going off counting down from ten
few more seconds to evacuate
tripped a silent switch of fate

yeah so I'm wandering
wanna drop the sting
sick of causing pain
wanna live my own way

never backing down
looking all around
another predator coming back for more
sitting alone at the door

am I gonna go in
is she gonna grin
but whats behind it I dunno
if I live one day I'll tell all

putting the work in
scribbling at night not partying
in a power out by candle light
done all the drugs I need to do

backing away from the scene
but keeping my friends
all alone in the end
people are mean

so yeah I've done it
and been there
everyones a loose unit
thinks their unique

some things just ain't worth it
everything got it's side effect
you learn this in the end
like a fine tuned machine running on empty

ache in my tummy and hunger for food
don't wanna sound shallow
but can you live without money
without working or stealing

so I consider drug dealing
but coming out even
you know the feeling
never made money off drugs

addiction gets in the way
I used to smoke an oz a day
and hung out with thugs
dangerous people it's rubbing off

so my heart is harder
than it's ever been
I can feel the walls coming up
you ain't seen where I been

like the core of a star it's burning
like a black hole don't get sucked in
feels like I'm losing the ability to grin
is this what it is alone with depression

so these are some thoughts
spreading around
trying to clear my head
I wanna live above ground