The
streets is a double-edged sword that bears witness to shattered lives and
success stories alike, giving life by day and stealing souls by nightfall, both
bread and thorns does it bring forth for
its disciples. It is a testimony to the fact “that which gives life can take
it”. Stone cold and ruthless, the
streets has no love, there are no hand outs, no welfare packages, when you are
there its just you, your guts and your God (if he hasn’t deserted you).
It
is the streets that make you realize that race should be classified along lines
of character and not colour. The streets play host to all shade of
personalities, there you would find hop heads on the prowl for marijuana, crack
fiends looking for a quick fix, criminally insane minds, corporate beggars, street
wise vagabonds, flamboyant pimps, desperate whores, frustrated gigolos and
other examples of low lives who go about looking for weak minded individuals
the way lions go around looking for weak antelopes. There is hardly an alter
boy in sight, except for the Jehovah’s Witness though, they have been trying to
sweep the streets clean of garbage since 1931 but the garbage just keeps
turning up.
On
the streets you also find men of great strength and intelligence, cerebral
minds with a burning desire to rise above mediocrity, men who have sworn never
to confuse motion with accomplishment. On the streets is where you would find real
men who have no desire to pencil-push their way to 35years of meritorious
service which has fattened the pocket of some royal jerk with no scruples.
These are men with brass balls who have decided to take their destiny into
there hands and take their chances in the wild.
Only
lazy peeps have five senses, the streets force you to develop a sixth, seventh,
probably an eighth sense. These extra senses are vital for survival because it’s
kill or be killed. The streets is teacher extraordinaire, no theories just
practicals, it is a school of hard knock and its students are the most
realistic human beings alive not to add the sharpest minds you can find. God
gave us salvation, our parents taught us virtue and instilled strong moral
fiber, the schools took our money in exchange for nothing, but it was the
streets that taught us to dream and live the dream.
On
the streets what you get is yours, no man plays God with your life, no man
determines when you eat, shit or sleep, or what you wear and how you wear it,
all that is determined by what you think of yourself and how you feel. However
loyalty is priceless, always remember that many before you have work the fields
and become masters of the game, humble yourself and consort with them, you may
learn a thing or two.
On
the whole, the streets welcome men who are prepared to take risks, but is
highly unforgiving to stupid decisions. Only men prepared to leave their
comfort zone and seize their destinies can eat of its fruit. When you are on
the streets expect no mercy, always be three Cleo’s ahead of the game or you would
find hunger an ever present companion, the school’s do not teach you how to
survive that, the streets do. Sitting behind a desk does not teach you how to
take your destiny into your hands, but it sure teaches you how to live another
man’s dream.
When you are on the streets your shoes may have more holes than a rabbit warren, ladies will desert you, friends would become scarce, family may forget you, enemies would laugh at you, never mind, you don’t need them, they are mere shadows that have faded away, what you need are the real things...TO BE CONTINUED
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