Street Storms

Concrete jungle, place to stumble, boots they rumble, chatter mumble.

Streetlights flicker, path grows dimmer, wolves they linger, chances slimmer.

Graffiti scriptures, city whispers, schemes and snickers, bloodied pictures.

Dreams in rubble, trouble doubles, hustle bubble—but who's subtle?

Heat waves rising, night disguising, hope’s thin icing—truth surprising.

Buildings shadow, souls shallow, hollow gallows, hearts are callow.

Echoed cries through alley skies, hopes unrealized, lies amplify.

Clutch ya soul through the toll, the street patrol swallows ya whole.

Brick walls closing, no door's open, path is woven, truth frozen.

Eyes like scope, the block provoke, answers choke, universe broke.

Bars on windows, freedom limbo, rats crescendo, raw crescendo.

Cash slings heavy, back streets levy, hearts not steady—streets ain’t friendly.

Stomach twists like a barber's chair, betrayal lingers in the air.

Pins and needles, survival’s dare, with stakes higher—life’s unfair.

Voices drown like tides of goons, life a cycle, looped monsoon.

Play the hand you dealt to soon, but aces hide behind the doom.

Heat waves rising, night disguising, hope’s thin icing—truth surprising.

Buildings shadow, souls shallow, hollow gallows, hearts are callow.

Echoed cries through alley skies, hopes unrealized, lies amplify.

Clutch ya soul through the toll, the street patrol swallows ya whole.

Block runs on fumes, plan consumes, hustle resumes—graves assume.

Sirens sing doom, chaos blooms, none immune—truth back looms.

Darts get tossed, dreams cost, fam's lost—holes ‘cross hearts embossed.

But survival’s gloss flips the cross, one’s only gain is others’ loss.