Street Chronicles

Concrete jungle, the block stay alive,

Whispers in the alley, gotta hustle to survive.

Chains swing heavy, they weigh more than pride,

Bullets in the air, where the weak can't hide.

Street lights flicker, dreams turn to ash,

Money in the pocket, but it’s gone in a flash.

Nightmares chase me, shadows move fast,

Street life’s a gamble, will you last?

Corner store stories, sipping on regret,

Bag full of schemes, the night’s silhouette.

Ten toes planted, but the ground feels wet,

Blood on the pavement, the game’s roulette.

Echoes of sirens, the anthem of the hood,

Steel and ambition, misunderstood.

Stack or starve, choices never good,

Lost in the maze, where kings once stood.

Graffiti on the walls, stories they tell,

Every line painted, a soul that fell.

Chasing after freedom, trapped in a cell,

A cycle unbroken, the block’s cold spell.

Street lights flicker, dreams turn to ash,

Money in the pocket, but it’s gone in a flash.

Nightmares chase me, shadows move fast,

Street life’s a gamble, will you last?