Sitting on a bench, watching people go by some with shoulders hunched and a frown on their faces, others sliding off down alley ways not always emerging in one piece, I fold my arms and lean a little further back on the bench when someone sits down next to me with a heavy sigh


Problems huh? We all have them, you can not help it when you're born into this world of ours.... just take a good look around.... What do you see?....This place we call home, our home, our own world, for everything it holds, its different, no one person sees it the same and that is truly the beauty of it. This is the way I see it now, right now this very moment because the magic of it is that it keeps changing, dancing to the ever changing rhythm of time. As I sit here and think about it, it all seems so clear, it may not be any easier right now but its clear all the same...I will always carry my problems around to, in a way, they will never go away, like a heavy shadow ...but sometimes in a moment of clarity they seem tiny. You see as the very same sun sets down and kisses this day goodbye.

I raise my fingers to my mouth and blow a little kiss


Its hard to imagine buts it true that in the land where our forefathers its rising, bringing a new day, and with it all the things that this life, this world, this place we all call home can throw at us. Bringing all the same problems that were around long before I was born and will be around long after I am gone, an ever moving world that never stops...never gives up...has no life expectancy...over time it will change beyond all my reckoning, life will as we know it be gone, and I can only wonder what will become of this place I call home, that's, forever moving, forever changing...


But I do know that feeling there is no hope, somewhere there will be hope...this is the way it is and although sometimes the going gets tough.

Shrugging my shoulders


I know that I will not give up, and you my friend must never give up, no matter how hard it seems now.

Patting the shoulder of the person next to me.


Don't you agree my friend?

LooseChange is walking up the street on his daily hustle. He spots his fellow associate walking down the street. Seems she was speaking with a young thug, most likely new in the mix. He can hear the associate completely keeping it real, but staying steady moving forward. You could hear it in her voice. Determination, to always move forward was needed in this life. In every aspect you could imagine. You never know from which corner you may turn to walk into you don’t know what. It was always a mystery in the eyes of the beholder. He walks up to the young associate and places his hand on their shoulder.

“Keep Moving forward young hustla.”

He takes a hit of the blunt, and looks off into the distance.

“Look at the future, keep making moves and you may fall but you will never fail if you keep your head up, just as your displaying, and out here delivering to these young hustlas.

He takes another drag of the blunt as his ride pulls up. Taga is in the front seat waving for him to hop in so they can roll out.

“I have to go but keep doing what you're doing, it's much appreciated.”

He pats the young associate on the shoulder and steps to the vehicle and hops in. They roll off into the streets to their next destination,

It's been a while I had a conversation with the young thug and warm welcoming them, i was here talking about things that i have seen going on. Although I'm still around as an associate, it is the best time to speak with another person with the same standard. Unexpectedly Loosechange, My sponsor came pass by and give his word like always that motivate me from the beginning of me stepping into the arena of the gang world, the other young thug opens their ear to catch valuable information that they can make use of it. 

I come here today to discuss and ask a view of these thugs, for their view on what you think Family Means. To some people they think they can just ask for an invite. To them that is it over and done with. They rank get a good gun kill a few people for the family hitsquad then bang there so loyal.


In my eyes it don't work that way, being loyal is not an opportunity it is a privilege only you can make your self loyal to your fello members. It is the same as respect it is earned not giving.


You see people going rogue now and then some of them are the most loyal people in the family. The rouge says they have good reason for doing such a deed, But why, why would a loyal and well respected member do such a thing. They know they will end up dead for it, there trust they have gain would be out the window. Then when there sons or daughters come back to the world of crime it would have an effect on them.
 

That was a clean evening. Thomas was sitting on a bench for himslef, breathing air, breathing out smoke. He tipped his smoke. Saw birds flying around, enjoying their last light that the falling sun was giving them.

As he was there, suddenly saw Nadia from distance. He knew her from Chicago, once met in a pub. He kept watching there. She was talking to a thug. Seemed romantic mixed with the weather. He's next move was going to BlackPanther's club, For a meeting, and it was at this moment, that he saw LooseChange joining the party.

He knew LooseChange. So he decided to join them aswell. He stood up, threw away his cigarette, and started to walk towards them. Seying hi, knowing more.