Aisha Fortson (P.A.L.)

New York, NY, USA

In The End

Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow
But soon you too will endure great sorrow
The action may not be the same but pain still severe
And it hurts the most cause it's a kick in the rear
The pain you cause may drive one crazy or even insane
But be guaranteed to endure double that pain
When egos are into play and the heart steps aside
Your eyes fill with evil and your soul too much pride
Know in your heart that it stands clear and true
That what you dish out in life comes back to you
So do what you must, the choice is yours to make
But when you do dirt, it may be your life you take
Be warned, take heed, cause what I say I do contend
What you do in life, you do surely get back in the end!

Growing Up In The Hood

Since the day you were born
the angels in heaven mourn.
Them knowing all the heartache you would endure
even though the love of your parents is pure.
You were born into a society of the projects
so many people dying and your parents fearing you're next.
Gunshots blast day and night
your mother's heart filled with fright.
She thinks of the days when you might be around
when the shells of the shots hit the ground.
You promise her you'll take care and for her not to worry
you're growing up too fast, you're growing up in a hurry.
You hang out on the streets with your friends
and on your friends you do depend.
But don't let anyone be your judge and jury
depend on yourself with fire and fury.
For if your behavior is passive and lax
people will blame you for things and change the facts.
And so, even if you're not, there are those up to no good
So be careful, growing up in the hood!