Up Some Other Way

You are the flavor of a survivor

Just trying to get by

To stay way ahead

That is – two steps ahead of the dead

And you’ve thought how to play the game

The player of all players

Infamous road to fame

And learned to side step the rules

Made by the bureaucratic fools

Where only the street rules rule

Where black markets are cool

Where the outlawed and those abused by laws-have specialized tools

Used to get by

But they know the slightest mistake made

Becomes a bed of thorns they have laid

For themselves-to take great risks

But I come to remind you-before too late

So trust me, it’s a characteristic of love

And not a kind of hate

To say:

Broke me with very little or no record against them

Or even only one record against them

Are like kings if their patience assist them

To bide their time

Waiting without doing crimes

For sudden opportunity (like a cricket) to stray hopping by

And having no record or a record that’s little

Easily persuade men who are bosses

To let it stay by and by

And eventually-have a way

Out of calamity

Having climbed up the right way

Even though after some long wait

But if they climbed up by crime

Sooner than later

From what must be a routine endeavor

Which was thought to be clever

Has turned responsible men against him

And to regain their trust –might be slim

With every eye quietly watching him

Silently judging him

Every real opportunity

Turns away its face

For to be seen-almost never again

And for some-that’s forever!

For they grew patient much too late!

Discovered much too late

How high the price to be paid

When the player is played-by the system


By: Leonardo Da Vinci E.

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