Stepchild Of Society
Written by me 1999
I was born on the right side of the tracks.
Watching the other side get whacked.
Mis-guided by knowledge I lacked.
Took a train to find out the facts.
Trying to do the right thing
Hanging round the wrong scene.
Popping drugs, Acting cool.
Looking forward
blind as a fool.
Walking the streets with no fear,
Anyone see? Or even care
I’m the stepchild of society.
Stricken by reality.
Imprisoned to my debt.
Finding no regret.
Living everyday
As a governmental slave.
Step-in through life
Destination unknown
A child of poverty
Society’s clone
You look down on me
Putrid and vial
A product of your greed
Society’s stepchild (whisper)
I’m a compulsive liar.
Who is filled with desire.
Walking a thin line
Living is my only crime.
Trying to end this fantasy
looking for diplomacy
although a little wild.
I’m still a lonely child
I’m a stepchild of society
searching for variety
feeling mighty ordain
I rip off my chain
condemned to my life
By the governmental strife
(repeat **)
Met a girl who bore my son
Wore my ring
And carried my gun
Children are killers
justice is blind
society’s reaction
is the largest crime.
Welcome to America
land of the free.
Governmental heartaches
and misery.
Were the step children of society
trying to avoid poverty
hoping for sobriety.