Please Don't Take my Air Jordans. -Reg. E. Gaines
Thats the link to the original piece. Maybe im stuck on this but like i said its what got me started. And for some reason it seems right to share. I haven't seen this since high school.
No title I wrote only Poem Assignment (written in 2003)
I was playing some ball
The day of my fall
I was rocking new kicks
While impressing the chicks
They were bright ass white
With a tint of red
18's they call them
The price wasn't bad
It was a quarter past two
when this guy dressed in blue
Started giving me the eye
and followed close behind
I made a sprint toward Houston
When he pulled out a gun
"Gimme them Jordans!"
I heard while I started to run
Next was a "pow" and I fell on the floor
He took off my kicks
And looked at me quick
He left me crying,
not cause I was dying
But cause he took my new kicks
And now I feel like a dick
Now here I am dead
Covered in red
Hope the bastard treats my kicks right
When he goes out tonight.
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