"The Pleiades Poems of A Darker Light Volume II (Poetry) - "Blind To The Blood"

"Blind To The Blood"

In the darkest of alleys where we keep hidden,

Whispers echo down there.

Hidden from the outside world,

The cops don’t know we’re there.

Nine-to-fivers don’t know we exist.

We don’t talk much; we just use our fists.

Ready for the next hustle,

Dream on, you’ll never be one of us.

In this twisted world, nothing’s as it seems.

I feel the pain, the pain of survival rages inside of me.

Growing up poor, never had much,

I made my own way.

So cross me and meet a brutal end,

Descend into a world of pain, a world unknown.

Damn it!

The city is alive; the night is the lifeblood.

We come out of our hiding place,

With every heartbeat, it could be our last.

Gotta make this day count; it could be my last.

They fight with knives and guns and bare fists.

Tonight is the night my obituary could be written.

The steel glimmers from my .45,

A moonlight kiss, it shines in the night.

Bullets punch holes in your skin,

A moment of realization: you fucked up.

Drop dead!

Sirens screaming! No witnesses!

Blind to the blood!

Screams in the night; one of them was yours!

A symphony of pain!

Lost in the hustle, make money or else!

We’re all insane!

It’s cash or coffin;

We must survive.

Blind to the blood!

Welcome to the end; you end up dead.

You played us.

Your mom doesn’t know you’re never coming home.

I’m not sorry; you got what you got!

Your special delivery to your family in a box!

Blind to the blood!

When you play the game, it ends the same.

When you cross us,

With the lid shut, I hammer the last nail in your coffin.

In the silence that follows, the same story is told,

A story of violence, hustle, and survival.

Blind to the blood!

A side effect of the life we lead.

It starts all over again with another victim,

Another night and another street.

In this world of brutality, we’ll never cease.

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